I had a dream that Arun has left me for Janak. Then I woke up and realised that an Adult fiction writer is writing this story at a police station where the police is trying to harrass me to go and complain.
But I'll never go to the cops ever after what they are doing and have done.
I really miss Arun and I think Braghu is an ass...
I have Alfred Hitchcock and Kurosawa's credit.
I am feeling royally harassed by the police.
I am feeling:
Happy
Serious
Think I'll send Arun a poem today.
Love,
Me.
6.26 am
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