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sign it with a kiss ;)

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“You gotta show love even when they don’t - or you become one of them.”

— Unknown

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Rat Ko Jab Chand Chamake, Jal Uthhe Tan Meraa,

Mai Kahu Mat Kar O Chanda, Iss Galee Kaa Fera

Aana Mora Saiya Jab Aaye,!

Chamakana Uss Rat Ko Jab Milenge Tan Mann, Milenge Tan Mann,

Piya Tose Naina Lage Re,

Jane Kya Ho Abb Aage Re!

🌒

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thinking abt when someone rests their head on your shoulder and suddenly you're barely breathing because you don't want to disrupt their comfort by moving. will never get over how there can be so much love held in silent gestures.

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If reincarnation is real I wonder how many people stare at their own art in museums, listen to their own music they made in a different life and read books they don't remember writing

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When I say I like my men old school, I mean the man who doesn't understand girl lingo, who doesn't understand girl math, who doesn't understand the sophisticated spectrum of girl emotions, who cares a whit not about fashion, who will never really get the difference between magenta and pink or between Tolstoy and Dostoevsky.

But he loves me. He loves the things I love because he loves me. He will sit with me and hear my passionate ranting about lipstick colours and banter about its worthlessness. He won't laugh at me but laugh with me because he will love me. He wont understand why my hormones act out in certain days but he will still indulge my transgressions with love because he loves me.

He will treat me like a queen not because I deserve to be, not because I am a woman, not because I'm his partner but because I'm his. Because he can't help but love me.

And I don't need him to understand the intricacies of my womanhood. I don't need him to research the convolutions of my feminity. I just need him to respect my willingness to give myself just as I am to him.

That is the love I want. That is the man of my wildest dreams.

Dont build me a Taj Mahal. No need to write poetry and lavish lyrical praises on me. No need for expensive gifts and remember dates. No need to pretend that you will ever understand a woman fully.

You can't. It is impossible.

Just bring me takeout on my moody days only cause you love me.

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this may seems like a normal old dusty mirror, but to me its the source of nostalgia of our every summer vacations which comes with sweet pleasure of fighting with cousins over who will get ready first, comparing heights, trying to click mirror selfies when they were on top trends, and that too all in this old dusty mirror, which is still here when we are not.

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its heartwenching but i think some people are born to give more love than they can ever receive.

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books make thing prettier.

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i just wanna go to bookstores and buy romance novels but i'm broke.

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i think its wierd how we will never have exact idea when someone will be thinking about us.

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i think people who think they understand and know everything are the one that cant because they maybe dont let their mind open enough for new things to understand as they think they already know and understand everything:)

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I think I am all about looking at the moon for no reason, being excited for pretty shades of sky, mesmerized by sunsets, watching chandler proposing monica, vibing to mohd. rafi and kishore kumar's songs, writting letters about how i feel and never sending them, telling people they are so worthy, eating junk food, obsessing over tom and jerry, adoring my petite structure and loving myself the most <3