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http://www.quora.com/Bonisha-Bhattacharyya

Who

So let me say : That i'm writing because i have been asked to. i dont like to write on you any more you know. you are a loathsome piece of shit. and why should i tell you anything happening with me? why? who exactly are you? a piece of undigested mustard who i want to abuse all the time? Why? The other posts that you have on you? they rot. rot of filth and sewage water. rot of teenage trivials. I'm not teenage. who gave you the right to tell people the otherwise? You are a beggar. A beggar on who i'm currently writing. GO away. Donot show me your face. I think you need to die like he died. No, die.

Now

a frog. one in a pond. a girl. one outside. a boy. in the water. all three love each other. the froglovestheboylovesthegirllovesthefrog. the frog wants to step out of the pond. the girl wants to drink some water. and the boy wants some companion to play ball. They go their ways.