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If you're reading this, r u ok?

[taraasachdeva]

Sometimes I don't feel worthy of the love I receive

[taraasachdeva]

To be loved is to be known.

A shadow behind, the prayers futile

A distant memory, last goodbye

A smile passed, conversations overheard

Acknowledged but never mine

To be loved is to be known

A vision, a destiny

Uncertainty wrapped with mortality

Maybe to be loved is to be unknown

Like a shadow or a prayer

Like the ash drifting from burning paper

A memory of the said, a memory of the unsaid

Cuts burn but never seen

Presence felt, a nights dreams

To be unknown, to be loved

Edges coming undone

A soul searching for purpose

The sun stuck at the horizon

…

[taraasachdeva]

In a desperate need to start over, new persona

[taraasachdeva]

I was told to start journaling my issues; I had to look the issue in the eye and say, "Good idea :D".

[taraasachdeva]

coming on Tumblr is my only option because violence is frowned upon

[taraasachdeva]

A new ick I discovered is men who think they are the shit.

[taraasachdeva]

Today’s to-do list: 1. Bite off more than I can chew. 2. Build Rome in one day. 3. Poke a bear with a stick. 4. Beat a dead horse. 5. Skate on thin ice.

[taraasachdeva]

How am I supposed to just look at you and smile without wanting to violently make out again?

[hinducosmos]

Penance of Parvati Based on the poem of Sanskrit poet Kalidasa. Artist: Upendra Maharathi (1908-1981). Tempera on paper. (via Pinterest: Shambhavi)

[taraasachdeva]

Maybe the "emotions with no name" are the friends we made along the way

-me

[taraasachdeva]

Friends are a social construct?

[taraasachdeva]

Liking a guy is so embarrassing, wdym i like someone who will always see me as an object and not a biblically accurate angel on earth?

[conchacrumb]

And for the lady, perhaps reassurance without having to ask for it?

[taraasachdeva]

My misery is like the Dead Sea: deep waters, yet everything floats on the surface.

[taraasachdeva]

The desire to be seen should be listed as a substance abuse

[taraasachdeva]

Maybe my fear of being unliked will always have its hand around my neck; between sensual and suffocation

[solarishashernoseinabook]

"Ah, I see!" I nodded, not understanding.

~ Sir Cameron, Apparently, Sir Cameron Needs to Die by Greer Stothers