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Don't blame us,we are the product of prejudice, we didn't get the chance to become what we wanted.
Marisa Walz, from her book titled "Good Intentions," originally published in February 2026
Yah i would choose him in every life time but the question is will he choose me ?
Cause he proved that he never even chose me in this lifetime when all circumstances are in his favour so how he is gonna choose me in other life time .
Oh god ! Why you created men
“Every person I’ve ever loved has some how become toxic to me. A living, breathing reminder of why I was always better off alone. I love too hard, too quickly and then sometimes I don’t love enough. I guess I’m just bad at love.”
— Kristie Betts
Guys these past few months made me feel like I'm a witch on trial and all the city hates me , and the one who caught and imprisoned me was the devil that I had a crush on.
If someone told me this, I’d prob cry
“I will not beg you for your time or try to convince you to choose me, the world is too big and I have too much to offer.”
— Unknown
so I sit with myself, I see all versions of her.
After the countless, utterly pointless battles with her; I see someone who still hopes.
Didn’t you say you wouldn’t do so? Why?
Tattered will, bruised heart, undecided mind, on the ground, seething with bright eyes as I tell her “it’s hopeless. you’ve never done anything, you’re so flawed, useles—” our eyes meet.
silence drapes us, me. the critic and the sweet child who hopes still shines, though bruised.
I cease the war. I sit down in defeat.
I was never kind. Always selfish. As if I always knew everything about others.
Kind to everyone but not to me. Selfish. Selfish.
how could I be kind, when I was never kind to her?
I still get angry, but I remember her hand clutching my sleeve; for her— I will. It’s okay to let her hope, to let her breathe, to live…for me.
it’s okay to hope. it’s okay to want. it’s okay to want good things. it’s okay. it is okay.
You are too smart to think the love you deserve is in the hands of a man who can't even hold himself together long enough to stand on his own two feet.
waking up next to you is like a dream coming true
Deleting social media gonna be part of the honeymoon