being able to talk to you, without you knowing how i feel, is wonderful, just wonderful, to me, at times when i felt like giving up, you cheered me up, lifted my hopes up, though knowing that it meant nothing to you for doing that, just that, for a friend, like me? made me smile at every second of it, believing that miracles might happen, someday, sometime, in my life, its just wonderful, totally, beautifully, wonderful.
Am enough of an artist to write/draw freely upon my imagination. Realities, no, visions are what I strive for. An archi student who lives in a period where borderlines are being transgressed in every field. Gosh, am I already in fourth year?
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