e-Bomb, the fire cracker in a small package. e-Bomb, the philosopher. e-Bomb, the late bloomer staging her own life revolution. e-Bomb, the history watcher. e-Bomb, the lover. e-Bomb, the friend. Welcome to My World. Here's my story.
Wow.
Tonight, I feel absolutely insecure for being single, alone, flawed, lost and tired. It's like the camera zoomed out suddenly, the mirage dissapated and revealed how enormous the barren desert of my reality is.
I think this calls for bed time.
City Tree by Dan S, inspired by stiletto.love.
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