"My name is Annika and for your information, you messed with the wrong chick." Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Do you know what will be of you this morning or that last night? Or do you know what will be of you this night of that withering morning? I don't know, I never did and never will but I guess if I had traced and tracked each step of my feet to where I was going I might have known. But I swear I didn't. Every morning you are so sure of it but I, am not sure anymore. My footsteps have brought me to a place in this world where I will never be so sure of anything. At each new horizon, you wake up counting blessings of the day but I wake up wondering if that morning is maybe my last. Life is so unfair but sometimes it's our doing. They call it pleasure land. But all this time I have been wondering, is it my pleasure or that of strangers, and by that I mean you? ABC SERIES. I WISH I SAW IT TO WHAT IT REALLY WAS Update: Every Monday.
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