Confessions of
an indian drama queen
i wish people were like jigsaw puzzles sometimes..where i could piece together all the different things i want and make the perfect fit. i half wonder sometimes whether i belong here. i dont think i do actually, i think i'm physically here, but my mind and soul is somewhere else, aimless, homeless, and looking for me. heh. it sounds crazy, maybe, but i just dont think i belong in a place where things are dispensable,people are inconsistent and the stars make me want to escape from earth.
i dont belong here, i think im alien.