LITTLE DRIFTER,

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Nantes.

And I'll gamble away my fright

And I'll gamble away my time

Labels: Blackbird singing

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Satish VJ: A nineteen year old, residing in what many call The Little Red Dot. Imaginative as can be, I write about all sorts of things – from fashion to films, to music to food, to the thoughts that never fail to haunt my weary mind and worrisome soul. Read about my life, and feel free to judge me, because this is as open as it gets.

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