Prolouge
There is that special person in your life. आप know, the guy आप despise; of who आप do nothing rater then twist the neck of; who drives आप to insanity; who bus आप like hell just द्वारा being near; who makes your fingers itch after to पंच him. That guy who आप must fight with every muscle in your body not to beat up.
No, I’m not talking about your overprotective big brother या your oh-so-annoying little brother, both who आप really truly love. No, I’m talking about the guy आप are, whether आप like it या not, thinking about twenty-four hours a दिन पेड़ hundred and sixty-five days a year.
The “smirking-his-annoying-smile-at-you-in-class-refusses-to-live-you-alone-does-everything-to-bug-you”-kind of guy. The guy who makes your blood boil and आप cheeks burn, who आप really desire to hit with something hard. The guy you’ve been complaining on with your फ्रेंड्स a billion times and who fill every page of your diary with his stupid acting.
The cocky, good-looking, sooo sexy guy with his enchanting eyes and messy hair who everybody loves, everybody but you. Who picks on आप for all those horrible things that makes आप feel bad which, weird enough, makes आप feel better. He who seem to know exactly what आप think and can make आप do an-y-thing just through saying आप can’t, are to muck goody-goody या are too scared to do it. The guy आप called every ugly name that’s ever been hear. And a few more.
New fact: This guy is very important person. I’m talking “turning-you-world-upside-down –your-life-will-never-be-the-same-again” –important. Believe me I know. I didn’t know what those guy meant to me until I almost लॉस्ट him. या actually लॉस्ट him. Well, really he लॉस्ट me. Not that I’d known it. I had a hole in my दिल for many years without knowing about it. When we met again it started to heal and I realized that there wasn’t a person I hated और in my life than him, या a person I risk और to keep alive.
While talking about alive. What do आप guys thin happed after death. And don’t say “I don’t know” आप all have a theory आप all wonder about a lot. Way too much actually.
Hot tip. Live while आप can and don’t worry too much about death. Because sooner या later your dead and then you’ll have plenty of time to figure out what’s going on. I should know I’ve died seven times.
I died the twenty-first of October 1891 on my nineteenth birthday. Every time I’ve died I’ve died on my birthday. On my nineteenth birthday. आप think that when seven different girls dies on there nineteenth birthday, who just happened to be on the same दिन द्वारा the way, with around twenty years between each would wake some attention. But noo, everyone’s to crushed about the tragedy of a young girl with her whole life up a head who died on her birthday. Sigh, Idiots.
There is that special person in your life. आप know, the guy आप despise; of who आप do nothing rater then twist the neck of; who drives आप to insanity; who bus आप like hell just द्वारा being near; who makes your fingers itch after to पंच him. That guy who आप must fight with every muscle in your body not to beat up.
No, I’m not talking about your overprotective big brother या your oh-so-annoying little brother, both who आप really truly love. No, I’m talking about the guy आप are, whether आप like it या not, thinking about twenty-four hours a दिन पेड़ hundred and sixty-five days a year.
The “smirking-his-annoying-smile-at-you-in-class-refusses-to-live-you-alone-does-everything-to-bug-you”-kind of guy. The guy who makes your blood boil and आप cheeks burn, who आप really desire to hit with something hard. The guy you’ve been complaining on with your फ्रेंड्स a billion times and who fill every page of your diary with his stupid acting.
The cocky, good-looking, sooo sexy guy with his enchanting eyes and messy hair who everybody loves, everybody but you. Who picks on आप for all those horrible things that makes आप feel bad which, weird enough, makes आप feel better. He who seem to know exactly what आप think and can make आप do an-y-thing just through saying आप can’t, are to muck goody-goody या are too scared to do it. The guy आप called every ugly name that’s ever been hear. And a few more.
New fact: This guy is very important person. I’m talking “turning-you-world-upside-down –your-life-will-never-be-the-same-again” –important. Believe me I know. I didn’t know what those guy meant to me until I almost लॉस्ट him. या actually लॉस्ट him. Well, really he लॉस्ट me. Not that I’d known it. I had a hole in my दिल for many years without knowing about it. When we met again it started to heal and I realized that there wasn’t a person I hated और in my life than him, या a person I risk और to keep alive.
While talking about alive. What do आप guys thin happed after death. And don’t say “I don’t know” आप all have a theory आप all wonder about a lot. Way too much actually.
Hot tip. Live while आप can and don’t worry too much about death. Because sooner या later your dead and then you’ll have plenty of time to figure out what’s going on. I should know I’ve died seven times.
I died the twenty-first of October 1891 on my nineteenth birthday. Every time I’ve died I’ve died on my birthday. On my nineteenth birthday. आप think that when seven different girls dies on there nineteenth birthday, who just happened to be on the same दिन द्वारा the way, with around twenty years between each would wake some attention. But noo, everyone’s to crushed about the tragedy of a young girl with her whole life up a head who died on her birthday. Sigh, Idiots.
