as her hair falls to her shoulders the smell of stale smoke wafts by... her thoughts run to the phase of nicotinated nirvana and she lets out a muted laugh..! Now if only she could let go off the crystal flute..!
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Is somehow don't like that stale smell that lingers on you after the blissful smoke.. And "nicotinated nirvana" is an awesome term!! :D
"crystal flute".... =)
'muted laugh', crystal flute'
So articualte... so beautiful :-)
This is my fav blog!
ooops....
at times, rather most of the times...These are bouncers for me :(
:-)
crystal flute ? beer bottle ?
sam: :) it grows on u.. 'eventually!'
infinite thoughts: hmmm.... ;)
raaji: ~ takes a bow! :) silent smile!
passionate: chill maadi!!! :)
sangfroid: u think this self confessed bevdi can let go of a beer bottle??? :D
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