"but you should know that i died slow, running through the halls of your haunted home"
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Love Begins
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@3amtokyo
"but you should know that i died slow, running through the halls of your haunted home"
If you think about it, like really think about it we are still smh privileged but what about those children who are the only hope for their families and education is the only way out for them. What about those girls who fought with their parents just to ask for something as basic as having a little more time to continue their education before they get married. What about that marginalised section of society that doesn't even have resources to stand up for themselves, to fight, to raise their voice. Idk man its absolutely sickening.
I know someone named rajnandini and you might be her. I liked her. She was a good friend. Very cool
oh nice.
how my love would sound specifically like this part of the song for her.
dhadke ye dil tere hi liye hoga kisi ka na ab ye
they want me to be clingy but they are not her.
there was a time when the only people who remembered my birthday were my parents, my sister, and my grandparents. It was never a crowd, but somehow it was always enough. so maybe that's why, even now, when someone remembers my birthday, it overwhelms me more than they'll ever know.
however, out of everyone my grandmother would be the first one to wish me, waking me up at 5am. i used get so mad at her.
today, before leaving i went to her room to say her goodbye, she looked at me and asked won't you come home for your birthday?
i replied, i would try but it's not that soon.
she smiled at me and said, of course it is. September 20th isn't that far away.
i just smiled, hugged her and then left the room.
how memories fade even before love does.
when will i get to see my future girlfriend sitting across from me on my bed, wearing my favorite maroon shirt?
but oneday I'll find someone who loves me as intensely, passionately and overwhelmingly as i do.
The urge to vanish is strong today
enough. i don't like that. that shit makes me angry. I did tell you but you don't listen.
the cheater talking about how to not cheat in a relationship is so ironically funny.
phirse bolo
want to go to a kaavish concert with her.
Sex is cool, but 2am nights where you are cuddled just talking, laughing, appreciating and getting to know each other on a deeper level is the best shit ever>>>