i got a lil cut and my first instinct was to lick the blood
call me a vampire but hemoglobin is tasty asf
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@mindless-tirades
i got a lil cut and my first instinct was to lick the blood
call me a vampire but hemoglobin is tasty asf
biriyani khane ki ichha hai par paise nahi hain 😔
Maybe in another universe i wouldn't be so sensitive, I wouldn't be emotionally dependent,
Maybe I wouldn't take everything to heart,
Maybe i wouldn't minimize my feelings and i wouldn't lose myself.
Maybe I'd know how to draw lines.
Maybe I'd stop convincing myself that I'm "too much"
Maybe I would stop minimizing my feelings to make space for someone else's peace.
Maybe I wouldn't lose myself so often in trying to keep others.
Maybe in another universe, I'd be a little tougher. A little colder.
Or maybe just..…lighter.
But then again, maybe I wouldn't be me.
"mujhe ghar jana hai 😭"
-she's been at home for the last 20 days
-she in fact doesn't know what 'ghar' is
"DHOOM MACHALE DHOOM MACHALE"
need
Me : I want to be pampered
Also me when someone does the slightest bit of something for me or gives me any kind of gifts : *falls face straight in guilt, overthinking my entire life, series of why would they do it or why would they give me this, not accepting, anxiety and sadness, series of I don't deserve this, series of did I do something, and then feeling guilty every time I remember it.*
real
me in a relationship
may you never have to do things that don't allign with your morals ever again.
Romanticise..? Is it
Dancing alone in the small room,singing beneath the fading light… a soft voice with a soft tune from a film so bright….
“Agar tum saath ho..”
You know what they say..”she lives too much in songs” these braindead aurath didnt knew theres an unwritten scene where she’ll twirl in monsoon rain and someone will hum back her refrain.
I'm already living in delusions 😭 Don't do this to me 🥹
pretty sure i could romanticise anything, i am deeply delusional.
As a writer who often gives up halfway through the story, I wonder— if my characters hate me for leaving them hanging, for letting them be without tying up loose ends; if they ever wonder about the what ifs, about what could have been; if they ever wish for me to come back give them what they deserve- a happy ending.
When he says he's only into hookups and flings but you hit him with ~
"Tumhe Dillagi bhul jani padegi
Kabhi dil kisise laga kar toh dekho
Tumhe Dillagi bhool jani padegi
Mohabbat ki raahon mein aakar toh dekho"
I'm only back to rant about IPL
dheere dheere narcissist banti ja rahi hun.
there's no going back 😭
What do you do when nowhere and no one feels like home?
mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately
the art of living in a paradox