Love, my foot!!!

Just flow of some testosterone and progesterone and what people call it, love? My foot. Love is when my mother loves me, when she tells me stories when I can't sleep, love is when my sister comes around me and cheers me up when I am all alone crying in the balcony, love is when my dad hugs me with tearful eyes whenever he goes out of this valley to work. That is love. And what people call love? Just some flirty SMS, just some long talks on phone, that "you hang up first talk in phone", and dear, you call that is love. My foot. You saw her in your dream and you confirmed you were in love? I see ghosts in my dream. Let her call whatever that is,...

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Moving with wave

My grandpa coughs with blood, he’s sick When he had thought he would walk only with stick Wind was blowing carrying the dust Grandfather’s eyes fell upon the rust She still walks with her beautiful lips Spreading the world about her beauty tips Who will gaze in those beautiful eyes When she turns sixty five I feel the clock is talking to me Outside my window, mountains I see Standing still, being so proud They don’t know melting, they’ll fall down Where will my corpse be one day Eaten by vultures or silently they lay Where are we running, and what are the prize Crossing the oceans, running all miles...

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Dude, Where's My Constitution??

Your names shout dishonesty. When we see your faces, we feel like seeing a bunch of shameless people who do not have any decent qualification to do anything else than playing with our money and time, not to mention our emotions, you are the worst sons and daughter a mother can expect. You are all masked people always hiding from truths. All that you say and do is superfake. We wonder what you people discuss during your party meetings…about how to distribute commission, how to manage the inflowing money, how to strengthen party's grip or how to keep clinging to the posts! Oh what a crap! Even a Nepali infant hates you, needless to say about the...

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