nirmiti

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want a life like her T-T

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Compromises adjustments, comes with heavy repercussions and no path to go back. Standing on your own and being alone may not feel good everytime, but it feels right everytime.

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lower back pain, sir dard, pet dard, periods, exams, pending revision/syllabus, stress, anxiety, mood swings, loss of appetite, lack of sleep, dizziness

death might be peaceful than this. fml.

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"i can't do this anymore" says the one who is not only going to do it but do it very well

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18 is too early to be an adult. Make it 25 atleast.

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the monster within.

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I hate how he makes me feel.. special or something? But probably, that's how he is to everybody.. I ain't no different.

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Being a 'strong person' is exhausting. Sometimes, I just want to be held and told I don't have to carry it all alone.

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No one talks about how lonely growth feels. You lose people, you outgrow places, and suddenly, you don't recognize your own life.

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Cool blog I dig your vibe👏👍

thank you :))

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coffee pe zinda hu, par coffee mujhe pasand nahi. iss rishte ka kya naam du?

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sometimes, you miss a person, and sometimes you just miss who you were when they used to be around.

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The most intellectual child in the house.

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I, the glass of your house, know that I, like my brothers and sisters who came before me, am not a guest for long.

I apologize for disappearing like this every day. I do not stay at my place. Sometimes on the wall, sometimes sleeping face down on the table. Sometimes on the bed, looking at that dusty fan, suffering from headache.

You forget me here somewhere and then blame me. If I could walk, I would always come and sit in front of your face and lower my face in shame. If I could speak, I would make a tinkling sound looking at your bangles.

But I am unfortunate. I, the glass of your house, am used by your children to trouble you by shining the rays of the sun when you are cleaning the wheat comfortably.

If I could walk, I would fall on the stone at that very moment, but I do not commit this sin. You snatch me and keep me on top of the cupboard, looking at me angrily.

I spend the whole day and night sad that tomorrow morning you will forget me again and search for me everywhere except where I am, like a lost child in a fair.

I don't complain when you blur me with your wet hair. I do your husband's hair, I fix your veil.

If I could speak, I would tell you a joke and make you laugh at that time. When you laughed behind the veil, I would also laugh behind the veil.

When your little child made my lips with lipstick, with how much love you made her lips - bright crimson red.

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I'll never be a good song or a poetry anyone writes about nor i'll be a story or a rainbow, one wishes to see in the cloud. I will never be the sunshine or monsoon someone can't live without nor i'll be the chapter stuck under a bookmark that one reads out loud.

Yes, i can be the phrase one never says or an unfinished story that never replays.. Yes, i can be that habit harder to replace or an unnoticed character of incomplete plays.

I'll never be that name cherished in someone's diary like an ember nor I'll be that strange feeling that tickles when once pass through a camber.

Yes, I'll always be that someone that they once knew or a never ending road that keep on passing through.. Yes, I'll be a part of me no matter what it leads me toor maybe I'll be this way, until the sky is out of colour blue.

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movie : three of us