watching saathiya for the first time during peak ovulation. send help.
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watching saathiya for the first time during peak ovulation. send help.
i feel like i am out of love. despite knowing that i am deeply loved. isn't that ironic? and why does everything i feel come w the side salad of guilt?
i don't have words today
it's not fair that shaadis you plan for for months, wait for for years, think about exclusively, obsessively as the days get closer, are over in two days. two days that feel as long as the blink of an eye, only to be remembered forever as a fever dream, with slight proofs of this reality in group chats and clumsily captured moments, with flashes of lights, dhols, colours, tears, laughs, and love. oh so much love. how do you recover from a desi wedding function hangover you don't want to come out of?
“Omg you remembered?” did you know that if you cut me up and looked into my heart you would find a small red door that opens into a room plastered with everything youve ever said to me and its all covered in glitter and fairy lights and paper stars. so yeah, i did remember.
— nwromantiqs
everyday i wake up angry. every single day.
need vodka gol gappe rn
you ever read a fanfic and just sit back and think...someone wrote something THIS good... and then just....published it on the internet....for free.....
me reading writergirl8's sleepless on fanfic.net, istg it's better than the books
i miss my friends. deeply.
ovulation makes me feel like i have so much love to give and nobody to give it to.
some people say home is just a place, other's say home is the people in it, i say it's both. any strange place can become a home if you give it time and find your people there, but then years later if you're there without them, it'll feel empty, like loneliness in a crowd of familiarity. and if you've got your people beside you, it's no challenge to make a strange place home.
The Crushing Weight of Not Knowing If There Is a Task
im starting to think this crushing weight is not about the tasks
*best part
Swades Dhoti Draping scene
Just watched that scene in Swades where Gayatri Joshi ties's Shah Rukh Khan's dhoti for him. And I dead, okay. I am literally writing this from beyond the grave.
The acute awareness of each other. The stolen glances. The tucking of the dhoti. And SRK's face when he thinks she's not looking.
Uffffff!
omg yessss, i'm blushing. i need a gif set of this scene please.
hum apke hain koun has re-released in theatres and i have no one to go with mannnnn this isn't fair 😭😭😭😭😭