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brokoala-soup · 12 hours
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Tell me why, why are we still friends? When everything says we should be more than we are.
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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I wonder if anyone mentions me in their prayers, i wonder if anyone thinks about me and wishes me well, i wonder if anyone has a fond memory with me and smiles when theyre reminded of it, i wonder if i said or did something that made someones day, i wonder if anyone values my presence in their life, i wonder if anyone wanted to talk to me but felt too shy and didnt, i wonder if anyone admires something i did or said, i wonder if anyone wishes we were friends or family, i wonder if anyone who isnt in my life anymore still thinks of me... There will always be a river of unsaid thoughts and unexpressed feelings dividing us. And theres only one way of breaking it.
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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existence is a grand aspiration.
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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well, mom was right
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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i got the attention and then hated it
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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The funny thing is the moment you start feeling happy alone, that's when everyone decides to be with you.
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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I want a cup of strong coffee and a book that makes me think new things
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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No matter what you experience, keep your intentions pure, keep your soul pure.
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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i could have saved you if only you had let me
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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love hides itself in tiny nooks and crannies. in a song you once listened to together. on a park bench where you once ate side by side. love can, and should, feel heavy. but not weigh you down, like a warm ball of comfort in your belly. to love is to release a secret you carry. its to hold out your hand and accept someone else's love and any pain that follows. to say “i love you” is not simply a declaration of your emotions, its a decision to yourself that you are prepared to take on the hardships that may arise in a relationship, a promise that the joys of loving someone outweigh any challenges that may, and will arise. all the hopes and faith entwined to the three magic words, all its weightage. words are futile, the words “i love you” being anything but that.
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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ok my desi folks, gimme dark academia vibe-ish desi saree ideas
we've got an ethnic day coming up and i wanna slay in the dark academia vibe
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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why small kittens are always either the most pathetic or the most evil creature you've ever seen
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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Break me off another tangerine wedge I’m not driving
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brokoala-soup · 13 hours
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Oh my fucking god I forgot to stay silly
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