My car doors were frozen shut this morning. That's a first for me. I thought the frost on the sunroof was very pretty. Very aesthetic, much cronch.
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My car doors were frozen shut this morning. That's a first for me. I thought the frost on the sunroof was very pretty. Very aesthetic, much cronch.
Spooky Shopkeeper: The price may be more than you expect to pay.
Me: Yes, I know how US taxes work, too.
Shopkeeper, increasingly exasperated: Iâm trying to tell you that Iâm evil and offering these wares with no regard for the harm they will do!
Me, also increasingly exasperated: I know what capitalism is too goddammit
this is one of my favorite posts
âšuntitledâš
with emotions true, words together i weave
i cook up scenarios in which you believe
through them i euphorise, i yearn and i grieve
complete expression of thought, i achieve
let me be in a place gray
or under a splendid sunny day
my words keep the demons at bay
i fake alot to reach the end of the day
with my hurricane of thoughts, on the bed i lay
after everyone's departure, my poems stay
and feed my demons, only to drive them away
with the waves of life, up and down i sway
to avoid it's punches, this is my very own way
i hope my words co-operate and not go astray
or it will be a literal doomsday
~ aaradhya (30/07/22)
âšin my irisâš
i wish i didn't care but how can I not
our eyes meet and my stomach is in a knot
my lips curve into an appealing smile
damn girl, everything with you is so worthwhile
my hands crave you and my knees become weak
my tongue wants your taste, unable to speak
i wish that you see it someday, in my iris
the lips I've always longed to kiss
i wish you see yourself, in my iris,
the beauty of your entity and my pure bliss
until that very fortunate day,
i'll try not get swallowed by the abyss
and be the only man to make your day
in your beautiful iris.
~ aaradhya (22/08/22)
âšif i'd knownâš
i would have never parted my lips from yours
i would have never let go of that waist of yours
i would have never let go of that charm of yours
but fate had a different thought
in the waves of illusion you were caught
in our garden of love you brought
an intense and a deadly drought
maybe it was all for the best
and i should let fate handle the rest
but i just wish that if i had known
i wouldn't have let go of you from my chest
but alas, other guys lucky were being entertained
and as always,
with my solemn thoughts
and my watery words,
alone i remained.
~ aaradhya (10/08/22)
âš heartache âš
i wonder the origin of my heart ache
and remember the things i endured for her sake
it has always been "her" who takes the cake
in vivid darkness, i look up at the ceiling
with my eyes teary, and the same old feeling
has it always been like this?
pain? suffering? misery?
the first tear rolls down and i recall her smile
oh, how her lips make everything worthwhile
the second tear falls and i recall her waist
oh, how fortuitous a man must be to have it around his arms
the third tear descends, and i recall her hair
oh, how lucky one must be to wake up by their scent every morning
the fourth, fifth and sixth tears plummet
i feel my heart beating like a damned trumpet
the seventh, eight and ninth make their way
i attempt to keep my raging feelings at bay
as the tenth one comes down tumbling
i can feel my chest hurting, my heart crumbling
i shut my eyes and recall her again
my eyes start hurting due to unnatural strain
and my body gets possessed by agonising pain
~aaradhya (01/07/22)
âšguajira guantarameraâš
as the drop of shampoo, itches my eye
i try to figure out what is life's truth and what is it's lie
as a storm rages through my little brain
i notice that I don't feel any pain
i wonder whether have I gone insane,
as my body dances to the spanish song,
i don't classify anything as 'right' or 'wrong'
i finally enjoy companionship of my own
and forget the wordly scars which I have till my bone
this peaceful feeling is so calm
where there is no good and no harm
maybe, just maybe, this is life's ultimate charm
even though I can slip and die
and return to dust, without saying a goodbye
but I still dream of the sky
and all this because,
the shampoo drop itches my eye.
âšdefeatâš
I could've wished a thousand wishes
But I wished for you
But I forgot dreaming isn't true
As they say,
Loving you is a losing game
But I'm all prepared to lose
Wild bitch like you I would like to tame
This is the path which I now choose.
Wanna hold you up
As our chests touch
And feel each others heart pounding so much
As through your neck, I run my hand
And cherish you like an old whiskey with name of an expensive brand
As our lips are just centimetres away
It would be such a great day.
âšrubbleâš
stones were in pieces, shattered was the tile
i looked at the rubble, oh what a miserable sight
the ones which blocked the sun with their might
those dazzling skyscrapers, now look so futile
this miserable sight, however, hit close to home
in days of misery, on roads i used to cry & roam
mind was in pieces, shattered was the heart
my own thoughts and demons,
i couldn't outsmart
then i met her, let's call her Guinevere
she made my demons run, my sadness disappear
after a little while, oh Guinevere
losing you became my fear
you make breathing easy, and existence meaningful, my dear
i walk along with my stormy mind
which sometimes is not-so-kind
it made me realise one peculiar thing
alongside you, my happiness becomes double
alongside you, there is no trace of trouble,
Oh My Guinevere,
Without You, I am a Rubble.
âšchocolate cakeâš
bits of cream cover her lips
her hair messy, bounded by clips
she eats the cake, makes a happy face
while i stare at her beauty, in a daze
"the moon or the cake?"
i gently ask her after a while
"you, my love"
she replies with a smile
"why me?"
i ask her in perplexion
"because without you both are meaningless"
she replies, the blushing reddens her complexion
i wipe the cream off of her lips, with my own
her shirt now contains the smell of my cologne
to get another chocolate cake, i promise
as she beams with joy after our kiss
i like this snippet alot idek why (yes, it's original)
i wanna do this for someone pls pls pls
Iâm dating a supervillian
i want to name my daughter lizard, liz for short, which is what sheâd introduce herself as. and then people would ask âoh is liz short for elizabeth?â sheâd have to say âno. lizard.â
desi culture is badaam before exam
I really find it lovable and pure how we associate foods with different situations. It's like a sacred practise for us.
"maa I'm leaving for my interview" no wait have some kheer first. It brings one luck.
"congratulations it's a babygirl!!" *tears of joy* oh my god I'm going to get some mithai.
"ah, we were just talking about the college days. that period of our lives was the best." Hold up, I'll get some chai and biscuits. We need as recall all the memories we made.
"it's raining" turn on the radio! I'll get some pakoras and chai. I promise the whole vibe will be therapeutic.
"maa I'm leaving for my exam" have some badaam, I've kept them in your right pocket of your coat. It'll help you remember. *kisses your forehead*
i love our culture and the people and the practises. There's so much love. In everything we do, the smallest things have the sweetest gesture. It's precious.
God I was at that restaurant in Annapolis yesterday that serves those 4 lbs milkshakes and these two dudes were just finishing one together and people were asking them for tips and they were like âyou have to get like mint chocolate chip or something because if thereâs no texture it gets too boring to finishâ and all I could keep thinking was that it can only be a matter of time before some god wipes this town off the map and we will have earned it with our disgusting hubris
Everyone who has ever finished one of these will have it weighed against a feather when they die
Doable? Maybe
Listen. After the Burger Incident of 2016 Iâve learned to accept my fragile mortality and live within the boundaries set for humanity by the Universe.
Iâm a little nervous but my curiosity is overwhelming~ what, pray tell, is the Burger incident of 2016?
In 2016 the day PokĂ©mon Go came out I worked up a big appetite with my friends and we went to Steak ân Shake and I decided that none of the burgers looked big enough whichâŠ..I donât know if I thought the photos on the menu were actual size I donât know what was going on but
I asked the server for the biggest one they had and she said âthatâs the 7x7, itâs not on the menuâŠyou donât want thatâ
And immediately my friends knew I was fucked because I felt challenged which I blame on my middle child syndrome and also on that I am by birth just an idiot so I ordered it without knowing competitive food bloggers write entire articles about this thing.
I sort of knew I was in trouble when the cook came to see whoâd ordered it but I wasnât backing down and in the end I ate all 1300 calories and THEN the fries and ALSO my shake and I had to go to my friendâs and take a three hour nap and when I woke up I was so fucked up that I just started eating leaves straight off her mint plant because antacids werenât going to cut it.
Then I complained for like two days and Ultimately I learned absolutely nothing.
In case anyone wanted a visual for the 7x7
When you canât decided between pride and gluttony so commit both sins at the same time.
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appreciation post for her (+ her eyes)
yes bitch i am taking about you and when I said that i can write a whole paragraph appreciating your eyes, I didn't fool around.
like her eyes are distinguishable, and have that peculiar charm in them!! how cool is that? I have seen her childhood pictures and she has the same charm throughout. Her brother, too, has the same eyes (it runs in the family i guess). And bro that one day when I saw the actual colour of her Iris under the sunlight, after school, that was one of moment where I was truly exhilarated. That brown glow, that voice, that smile, that energy, ah. No matter how much she says that she doesn't like her own self and her own body, i absolutely adore her. Truly grateful that she is mine.
Pic context : it's from the 2019 stop motion Netflix series Rilakumma And Kaoru where Kaoru (overworked and underpaid) has roommates which are two fuzzy bear toys and a fuzzy chick toy.
Have you ever wondered where books come from?
Well then, let me show you, because thatâs what I do for a living.
Right now, itâs this time of the year, and the little ones have just freshly hatched:
Youâll notice theyâre still blind and naked when they hatch. So I make them little coats to keep them warm during their first winter:
See how they happily line up to put them on:
See? Better. Now theyâre ready to go and explore the world.
And if they make it through the winter and we take good care of them, they will grow up to be strong and wise like their older fellows:
So, in case you were ever wondering, now you know.
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