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Welcome to Hasnain's World

Holla, my name's Hasnain, I'm just an ordinary Paki teenage boii, who enjoys every moment of life. I love fashion, music, shopping, LANA DEL REY, food, my friends and many more. If you want to know something, just FEEL FREE TO ASK .. Yes i believe in "What goes around, comes back around." kik= hasnain95
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#TweetYourFriendshipInAPicture! Friends like em are totally needed in life ! #LivingAPerfectLife ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™Œ
What kind of life is it to surround yourself with the type of people who don’t encourage you to blossom mentally ? Definitely not the one I am living. 
Here are some amazing people I learnt a lot from ! #Alhamdulillah
Wants to win #LanaDelReyChallenge 2014 despite the fact that there’s no evidence such a contest exists ! #GoedNacht #LanaDelReyChallenge #LifeIsBeautiful
ATM with this GOL Gappa! Yes he’s showing off his chubby Cheeks! KIDS ARE SERIOUSLY THE BEST PEOPLE ON EARTH ! #LovingMyLife! #Alhamdulillah
#Tb #Summer’13 #Pakistan #Chick #Naturalistic #AnimalLover #PerfectLifeAlhamdulillah
Everyone has weaknesses. Mine just happens to be kids ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜! #Ayesha #NewFriend #LivingAPerfectLifeAlhamdulillah !
#MentionSomeomeYoureThankfulFor “mi otra familia”#Tb #2002 #Riyadh #SalaamPark #MiniUs! Photo taken by my #superman my baba =) #LifeIsMagnifique!!
Using IG as much as I can these days , cuz after sometime I’ll only miss taking selfies lol ! #Tragedy #Night
Eid Selfie with the worlds Best dad <3 Kul Amantu Bekhair Everyone =) stay blessed and may you all take selfies with your siblings =)

"Somewhere"

27. July 2014

SOMEWHERE
there’s a mom who prays to see her spoiled son becoming a good person and doesn’t let her down and do well in studies.

There’s a special girl who makes his world amazing , just 17 she is ,she smells like Pomegranates. But he always hurts her .

There’s a man who hates him because he has never come up to his expectations .

There are people Living their Dreams
There are people watching films ,
Making love for the first time , opening their “KIK” messages with the heading of โ€˜I miss you’ , cooking noodles with organic spices and red sauces , buying lemon detergent , ignoring “do not smoke” signs , painting murals of his lips in abandoned warehouses , chewing the words “I love you” over and over again , swallowing phone numbers and forgotten birthdays , eating strawberry pies , drinking white wine off of each others mouths, ignoring the telephone, reading this sad poem .
Somewhere
Someone is thinking that they can relate to this poem , someone is thinking I’m alone ,

Somewhere someone finally understands that they never really were “