The Weirdo

It prowls all in your wrinkled brain

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It’s funny how the loneliest day of the year can be the one with the most notifications haha🧁

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“The moment you feel like you have to prove your worth to someone is the moment you absolutely and utterly have to walk away.”

— Alyssia Harris

[apekshavirkar]

Four years ago…

Fate shifted the stars when Simba was taken back. He had entered her life quietly bringing with him a love so pure that this mundane world would rarely understand.

With his playful mischief he taught her to laugh again. With his gentle warmth he softened a heart that had long forgotten how to feel.

He listened without judgement

sat beside her through storms of silence and when tears fell…

he licked them away as if to say “I’m here”

But fate had other plans it took him away without asking…leaving behind echoes of paws and love unspoken.

Sometimes…

she still looks up and wonders where does his loyalty rest now?

Jaana hee tha toh aaya hee kyu?

and that question still lingers…

~ASV

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kyu ki kuch lakhire saath chalti hai milti nahi…

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Matured when I accepted that they'll never see their wrongs because they surround themselves with people who normalize that kind of behaviour.

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until when…? was she suppose to endure the same fate.

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It is true…

black sheep is always the unluckiest one.

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unwithering wound

Non writers will never understand the slow death of building entire worlds in your head while sipping coffee… only to watch them dissolve into the blank screen, until you finally stop trying because the loss hurts more than the silence.

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She didn’t leave with anger

just quiet acceptance

that he was still halfway

with someone else.

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How weird it is to see through people’s mask and let them be… even though it is tiring to entertain and play accordingly!

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The thought… that scares her the most…

She might feel like she’ll never be anyone’s first love, first choice, or even a priority. She gives so much of herself, pouring out love and healing the wounds of others, yet she worries about whether she can truly last with someone special. It’s as if she’s always been seen as a chapter in someone else’s story that may not be remembered, much like a star that fades away, unnoticed among countless others. It's a poignant feeling, reflecting a kind of longing for recognition and lasting connection.

ASV

[apekshavirkar]

with each gulp of the coffee, tension loosens from her neck and shoulders. But deep down, she’s terrified of both love and ending up alone. The thought of loveless marriage, a life devoid of her treasured independence… is unbearable.

But so is being in love.

Because what happens when the person she loves more than her life itself, leaves? Hurts? or Worse?

-ASV

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It's my 4 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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Its been long since you last posted. Has feared consumed me again!

I know… I have been trying to keep up with it

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She was once full of radiance

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Life goes on..

With/without…wherever and whenever you are!

which is why learn to let go and keep shining.

Don’t let the light inside you go low…

keep the spark and radiate positivity!