nirmiti
miti.
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nirmiti · 12 hours ago
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Somewhere between broken pencils and erased dreams, we grew up.
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nirmiti · 12 hours ago
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Everyone is falling in love and here I'm either asleep, falling behind or falling apart.
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nirmiti · 14 hours ago
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zindagi ne sambhalna iss qadar sikha diya hai,
ke kisiki baahon mein gir kar tutna bhool gaye.
-Hardik Sen
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nirmiti · 2 days ago
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finding a good song that no one knows about>>>
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nirmiti · 2 days ago
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i refuse to turn older than seventeen. period.
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nirmiti · 2 days ago
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When Mohit Chauhan said-
'Waise toh teri naa mein bhi maine dhundh li apni khushi, Tu jo gar haa kahe toh baat hogi kuch aur hi..'
Every unrequited lovers felt it.
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nirmiti · 4 days ago
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we all talk about the intimacy of eye contact but do you ever think about the intimacy of looking at someone’s eyes while they’re looking at something else—either because they’re distracted or they’re deliberately allowing you to have this moment to yourself or they know that it’ll be too much to look back at you directly—and if so does it ever just make you go full crazy.
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nirmiti · 5 days ago
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If heaven exists, I'd wish for my mother to be soft and tender, and my father to find peace within himself. I’d hope to let go of the writer’s pen, healing my pain through people, not words on paper. If heaven exists, I’d wish to feel joy in the small things, without carrying the weight of heavy thoughts. I’d want to wake up with a clear heart, free from old wounds that linger too long. If heaven exists, I’d wish to find love that asks for nothing in return, and friendships that feel like home. I’d want to laugh more, to be less afraid of life, and to never write from sorrow again. If heaven exists, I’d wish to simply *be*—without needing to understand everything, without holding onto the past. I’d want to live, fully and freely, without the ache of words that never leave my soul.
-miti.
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nirmiti · 5 days ago
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Sometimes I wish I could take my heart out and store it a freezer. This thing legit starts jump roping before the night of exams.
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nirmiti · 5 days ago
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People always talk about their first love. But sometimes it's the last love that really needs the talking.
You, you are a force, a push, a pull, towards everything that seems right and perfect in my life. You are the sum total of all my wishes. My hopes and my dreams and the return of every kind deed that I may have ever done in my life. You are the result of every algebraic equation that I may have accidentally got it right and while trying to find an x, i found y.
I found why I had to walk through this galaxy of nothingness to find you. I have walked a hundred thousand light years to find you. You, shining bright, brighter than the entire constellation up above. You are my milky way, my sun, my heart. You are my light, my lamp, my moon.
You must be my last love. Because for once, for a change, I believe that last love lasts forever.
-Priya Malik
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nirmiti · 5 days ago
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wanting a family and children is obviously normal but when men are too obsessed with it it kinda scares me because I want someone to marry me because they love me and see me as their life partner and soulmate, not just a vessel to carry their children… I want someone who wouldn’t even dream of leaving if I was infertile, to me children should be an addition to a relationship, not the main reason to get married
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nirmiti · 6 days ago
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yk what hurts the most? my back.
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nirmiti · 6 days ago
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nirmiti · 6 days ago
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Rain and the earth, destined to meet, but only when the skies are heavy with a longing too deep to contain.
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nirmiti · 6 days ago
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Someone is still telling jokes they learned from you. Someone is still using the phrases and words you used. Someone is still listening to the music you've showed them. Someone still smiles when they remember a moment with you. Someone is still encouraged by the advice you gave them. Someone admires you from afar and is inspired by you. Someone learned how to love from you. They go about their lives, maybe, without realizing how much of you they've kept with them. It's there and how they handle things differently, in small choices they make or in the way they see things a bit clearer. You might just be a memory on the surface, but underneath there's more. You've become part of who they are, shaping them in ways that might seem small, but matter deeply. And while they may not say it, they're grateful for it.
"You made a mark that lasts"
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nirmiti · 6 days ago
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When I used to feel emotions too deeply, I wished I could feel less. Now that I've grown almost numb to feelings, I can't decide which was better: feeling too much or feeling nothing at all.
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nirmiti · 16 days ago
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