“hey hardi, are you asleep yet?”
“hey there sweet thang! Why haven’t you sleep yet?”
“I can’t… Kept thinking about tomorrow and what’s it gonna bring me for a long period of time… I know it’s not such a big deal, I mean, there’s been millions if not billions of others who’ve served earlier than me, much worser than me”
“but you’re nasri…thats a big of a deal as it is!”
“yea well, stop boosting my ego further …im just a silly little faggot who thinks he’s a queen and that everything else is stupid”
“hey, you know you’re better than this, so don’t worry and have faith… Cause even I have faith in you…”
“I don’t know… It’s prolly just butterflies”
“well kill ‘em and make them as accessories like you always do! You’re fabulous, so make it work!”
“thank you Har…”
“there’s no sorry(s) and thank you(s) in friendship… Provided you consider this friendship… :)”
“of course I do, why would I not?”
“well then, thanks.”
“there’s no sorry(s) or thank you(s) in friendship… ;)”
“you caught me… Have a nice rest and may you have a bliss of a time there… Remember to have faith and make it work!”
“I miss you. :/”
“I miss you too ;)”

Though it may not recover me from this agony, but at least it consoled me in it’s own way… Words are wonderful… The people coming out with it are better.