Dreamer...

raging hormones are obviously common with people my age....i know dt....bt then u hv more reasons to get a hold onto thoz distracting chemicals....than just moral science lecturzz nd the f****** society which takes an unmistaking delight in taking fun out of everything thts supposed to be fun... but here i am saying that, yes u hv reasons other than thoz stated abuv which wud rather push a red-blooded young being on a spree just the opposite. that reason is all for ur gud....if its ne kind f ne mental companion ur luking towards hving...thoz hormones r sure to hinder tht process...or better still confuse u till the extents u cant even imagine... so trust me, gv thoz stinking elements a chuck nd let them be kept fr future use f ...f***** the indian economy further.......pushing the resources further into the abyss...those hideous things r gud fr nothing else bt ruining every damn thing nd engender all the abhorrence, repugnance, revulsion, aversion the earth has ever known..... till u d

sent by a friend ..a senior...to help...its awesum.... Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul