#aarja writes

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Insecurities, they don’t vanish, they sit quietly in corners, waiting to be noticed. And I carry them with me like unread letters in my chest,fearing that one day,someone I love will read too closely,and decide I’m too much or not enough. Because what if love turns cold the moment they see the cracks I’ve spent years trying to hide???

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"Pyaar-vyaar mein kuch nahi rakha" is what people say after they fail in love. They choose the wrong person and then blame love. While the fault is theirs, they fell too hard, too fast. When life offers you love, take your time letting it in. Choose the guy who keeps your heart in his own ribcage. Pick the girl who's gentle with your self-sabotaging brain. Someone who loves you in your mundanity. Flowers get rotten, compliments start to die, so choose someone who gifts you their thoughts. Thoughts they have formed over time about you, and about the world that has you in it. When love knocks at your door, take his hand and let him look around your heart's walls before you give him a place to stay. Love is not blind, so you shouldn't be blindly in love either.

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Some nights I grieve her like she was a person and not just an old version of myself...

~ Aarja

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id rather wipe your tears a 100 times than let you drown in silence thinking no one sees you❤️‍🩹

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did i seriously like you at first for no reason - yes, i did.maybe it was the way you said my name like it had always existed in your mouth,or maybe it was nothing at all.maybe it was the quiet between your words,the way your eyes felt like unfinished stories,the kind that make you stay up, rereading the same line.you didn’t do anything special,you didn’t have to...some people arrive like weather :sudden, unpredictable,and somehow you were all my seasons at once.i liked you before i even realized what liking meant,before i tried to put logic to it,before i tried to untangle the why...you were just… there.and i wanted to stay.you smiled, and my overthinking paused.you spoke, and my heart learned new rhythms.every message felt like sunlight through water-blurred, gentle, but so impossibly beautiful.and maybe it was foolish,maybe it was just timing,maybe it was the universe slipping something soft into my hands only to watch me learn how to let go.but still-did i like you at first for no reason?yes.and maybe that’s the most honest kind of liking there is-no reason, no warning,just a quiet pull that feels like home even when it shouldn’t.

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My absence will never haunt anyone because my presence never mattered

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My favourite loser is me. No one will ever choose me. I lost the people I loved and I’ll lose the ones I’ll want to love. I wasn’t enough for anyone not then, not now, not ever. I am replaceable, forgettable,a name that fades when someone new arrives and maybe that’s what hurts the most knowing I’ll always be the one left behind..

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let people doubt you.

let them talk behind your back. let them

gossip about you. let them say whatever

they want. you don't need to prove anything

to anyone but yourself. proving your worth

won't change anything about your life. doing

the things you know you need to do will.

focus on that. there will always be people

who doubt you. there will always be people

who talk shit. let them do their thing. and

focus on doing yours. the people in your

corner will support you. that's good enough.

you don't need to please everyone. this is a

good time for you to remember who the real

ones are. and be careful who let you back in

the future when you finally are doing better.

focus on your own path. anything and

anyone else who is not in it is irrelevant