If anyone wants to know where I have gone , they should wait for atleast 6 months.
This state of shock and emotional exhaustion won't allow me to return to watching tennis.
Can't describe how bad I feel for Fraud.
For all the days gone and wasted,
For all the sunlit roads
Seen and praised but nonetheless deserted
For every single moment,
For every one of her request
For each lie, For each crime
Now I takethe long road
I lost myself once, since been afforded no rest
Now time's come to try, to make an attempt
To find what was taken, to be me again.
So let the raging storms come my way
I will not bow. Not today. Not on this day.
Sometimes people make mistakes.
Sometimes they don't notice that they did.
Sometimes they forget they made one.
Sometimes they can't forget it.
Sometimes they never forgive themselves.
Sometimes they do but no one else forgives them.
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time…
Peak Green Day.
I heard her from some year far far away,
She was whispering my name.
I saw her in a day far far away,
She was floating on the wind
I felt her wake up next to me this morn yet knew
Long I will have to wait ,
She was just sleeping in my dreams.
I wish I could hold your hand ,my lady, but the years will always tear us apart.
Lost 1-6 0-6 to my nephew. Damn shame. Had to take him to KFC. Felt I played like Fraud and he played like RG 2008dal. But I might have surpassed Fred and made UEs off of my BH that even he would be jealous of.