Hippie: “What does this term ‘Hippie’ even mean? I hate that word and everything that it stands for. Hippie- like i am the square among the rounds.” Wind: “So you dont like dressing up like a hobo and completely detest complying to the norms of capitalists and the rule-makers? And do you also dislike losing … Continue reading The Hippie Invasion
This one’s hard to weave in words. It is as if i am outsourcing this blog to my inner consciousness tangled in ‘D’ for dilemma, ‘D’ for delusion. So here i am, after almost 9 months since i posted last. The time it takes for a zygote to come surging out of a woman in … Continue reading Spirit Architectural Disorder (Fashionably told)
Sky is not the limit. You are.
‘Who am i?’ Fuck Knows. Friends said, “compassionate heart with considerable virtuosity.”
Social Norms said, ” weak girl with a brittle ego, easy to smother yet highly coveted when behaving ‘appropriately’.”
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The Burbak Gypsy 