Warning :

This blog has inside jokes, crazy facts, and irrelevant excuses for missing my school. You might come across unfinished stories and I swear I am working on their second parts. You'll probably read random poems that I write in math, bm and biology.
To read any further, kindly brace yourself.
-Aarshita Verma.

Thursday

adrenaline rush.

Dictionary calls it an internal feeling that stimulates excitement. I call it the "rather vulnerable-semi-mesmerizing-or not" joke life plays with us. I don't like my heart pumping abnormally. And when it does, it's pathetic. I'm the kind who runs away from such awkward moments by jumping into the most comfortable comforter and sleep. If not that, then I end up behaving like a teen suffering hormonal changes. whatever the reason may be, this is something unusual and unpredictable.
 ps : '' you're my adrenaline rush " - extremely cheesy. 




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