i love chilled milk and corn flakes to thaw my sleep. i tend to overcook salami for breakfast. i love to eat my paratha so hot, that it burns my mouth. i hate the smell of corona after momo.
i love my parents. i envy that they managed to go on a trip to leh. i am dying for them to come back with the kukri they promised. i hate the fact that i am enjoying this stint of being home-alone, just like uni days.
i am drawn towards sarcasm. more so if its from a girl. more more so if its an absolutely stunning 'babe'. i hate how that leads to nowhere.
times i listened to 'carnival of rust' - 14 .no of hours i played doom3 - 1 . no of knuckle cracks - 9(left pinky left). no of times i wished things would change - 0.
i think i'll E now.....
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