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we're not kids anymore.
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Product Placement
d e v o n
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trying on a metaphor
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@mybraindumps
13 year old me could have never imagined that the most interesting thing in 26 year old me's life would be watching rice boil.
But then the 13 year old me could also not imagine the privilege of cooking rice for just one person so I guess we can let her be.
10:20 pm 17.05.26
Perhaps delhi could have been my city if I wasn't born there.
11:10 pm 15.05.26
Everybody's just winging it hoping nobody will notice.
1:45 pm 14.05.26
The one thing I have learnt in life is that nothing is personal. Like absolutely nothing.
Anything anyone does for or against you, is what they are doing for themselves or atleast out of character. That's who they are, that's what they would do for anyone.
You are not special, and you are not cursed. Even someone reacting to you is their reaction to their experience of you. You change their experience, you change their reaction.
A lover staying or a lover cheating. An employee resigning or overachieving. A friend being petty or going out of their way for you. Everything and anything anyone does is because who they are what makes sense to them.
That is why you can't change someone. That is why you evaluate for the present, not the potential. That is why nothing is personal. I've dropped sudden resignations like cherry on top, year after year, and it took one reportee to resign out of the blue for me to realise I should have done better. I will do better. Karma is not a bitch, it's just a very harsh teacher.
3 pm 13.05.26
Being a middle manager is holding a lot of uncertainty without losing your shit while still updating everyone below and above you with information you do not have. Sounds like shit.
2:46 pm 13.05.26
I don't hate you. I don't think I can ever hate you even though you have made me so angry that want to kill you sometimes. But no, I cannot bring myself to hate you. I just feel sorry for you.
I feel sorry that you feel like your actions are your best options. I feel sorry that you feel the only way to protect yourself is to keep people at a distance. I feel sorry, that all the love I had to offer, and I am sure other people had to offer wasn't enough for you to see things differently. I feel sorry that even in moments of clarity, you cannot accept that things can be different if you choose different. We accept the love we think we deserve, and I am sorry that you feel that you do not deserve love at all. I hardly think of you now, but when I do, I wish that someday you will be happy. Not in the way where you are detached from everyone and everything. But in the way where you don't feel the need to detach from everything. The kind of happy that fills you with joy without one foot out the door. I wonder if I am the idiot for assuming that you are not happy, but I am not assuming. If you were happy, if you were truly happy with your choices, you wouldn't be so afraid of facing your actions. I know you meant your sorries, and I know you felt bad for hurting me, but it doesn't matter. I will move on, I have moved on. What hurts me is that I cannot save you. I just wish that someday you will save yourself. I will be the happiest person that day. I wish nothing but joy for you. But I now know that I cannot give it to you, nobody can hive it to you until you choose that for yourself. I do love you still and perhaps I always will. But I cannot abandon me.
When I was younger, the idea of someone not living with someone they love so much was absurd to me. Like what the fuck are you talking about? You loved someone that much and you went ahead and married someone else? That's bullshit. Mostly in movies. I ignore it thinking they'll show anything in a movie for the plot, who cares. Except. I get it now. I still don't understand how I could love you so much when you have treated me like shit. But I do. And I know that sometimes you did too. But it doesn't matter. Love is not enough. Part of me is mad at the environment you grew up in because I know you could have been a different person, if your circumstances were different. But at some point you have to take responsibility for who you are. And you never did. And you never will. And that is why I'll let you be. Take care.
2:03 pm 08.05.26
My desire to go insane and not having to think about my actions is all consuming.
1:42 pm 08.05.26
It did something very profoundly simple for me. It showed me you are not who I hoped you'd become.
8:30 am 03.05.26
Everytime I step out in Bangalore, I want to be put in a deep sleep I never wake up from.
10:23 am 30.04.26
half of tumblr wants to fuck, the other half wants to die
i wanna fuck and then die
cicadas the lot of you
World Heritage Post
screaming into the void: CAN YOU STOP BEING SO WEIRD?
whispering quietly with the confidence of a saint: no
2:27 pm 29.04.26
pasta art
That is. Not the caption I was expecting
PSA
This is not fabric
This is pasta
I was wondering why the fabric was in a pasta roller
I did not consider it was pasta
Peace comes from accepting that the laundry bag can never be empty for more than an hour.
9:07 pm 21.05.26
Samay se pehle, aur aukaat se bahar, kisi ko nahi milta. Aukaat badhao.
6:20 pm 19.04.26
I don't trust people who say 'this is how XYZ is done.'
I like people who say 'this is how I do XYZ.'
I like the acknowledgement that there is no one way, let alone one correct way to do something.
I like the honesty that the way in question might potentially be inaccurate or not widely recommended, but that it works anyway.
And the warning that ultimately you are responsible for the decisions and choices you make, even if at the advice of 'an expert.'
Of course, it is not what gets respected in a professional setting. Where someone expects you to know your work in and out, and seeks a foolproof solution. And I get it.
But then I also don't. An expert is just someone who has made more mistakes than you. They can warn you against more dangers or possibility or error. But they are not god (even if they believe themselves to be).
Which is why I trust someone more when they are honest than when they appear to be perfect.
6:35 pm 09.04.26
what do you miss abot him?
lying, next to each other. half naked, beneath the sheets. scrolling through movie trailers, discussing every single one of them. being too tired to watch by the time we finally agree on something. never having sex, and falling asleep. you know, netflix and chill.
i know it didn't end well, but it is so fucking hot, even as a faded memory.
11:59 pm 07.04.26
This is a safe space for all weird conversations.
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