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stayatsam · 20 hours
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Feeling red (OC)
he/him
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desigirldairies · 1 day
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— sahara earings are the prettiest ✨️
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crushed with the burden of four very manageable tasks (i procrastinated and now i’m panicking)
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Should I post more covers?
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The urge to just move out of the toxic household
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ch4isutta · 3 days
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guys pasandida aurat ke saath videocall pe chai sutta kiya 🎀
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deesi-academia · 10 hours
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there are 99 problems with showering and none of them include "showering"
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desifleabag · 1 day
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I am a hypocrite
I share stories and poems of love with people I will never meet,
Yet I find it difficult to stand beside the bride and groom, watching them get married
With a face of utter disappointment and hate.
Why did she get married? Why does she want to have kids?
I love families who genuinely take care of each other,
So I tell her mother, "I am jealous you have such a sweet family."
My friend smacks me and reminds me, over tea, how I speak of not wanting a family.
I love roses, and it's the only metaphor of love I contemplate to write.
I bought roses from the street and threw them away,
Maybe because I am distant with the idea of love,
Or because I have deprived myself of love every single time it knocked on my door.
I tell my friends I want to sleep alone.
When I do, I find my teddy bear hugging me,
While my friends watch "Friends," Ross hugging Rachel.
My tears dry, and no one removes my specs or puts a blanket on me.
Oh yes, I locked the door, just like I locked my heart.
I hate my parents, not because of the way they treat me, but the choices they made in their life.
I don't save the last scoop of ice cream for my mother,
I don't call my dad to come for dinner.
Yet, I clean the kitchen and wait for my dad while reading a book.
I told the universe that I hate him,
I will never love him.
Yet, I choose to keep his contact in my phone,
Text him every last week of the month.
I didn't stop cutting cake on his birthday,
Though he lives in the same continent and hates celebrating birthdays.
I whisper, "This is the last time," but I behave as if it's my first time embracing him.
I keep shouting at my sister, calling her a trash bag.
But while buying a flower for myself,
I will buy one more flower for her.
If I buy a T-shirt for myself,
I will purchase a bigger size so we both can wear it.
I keep complaining about the relationship I have with winter.
But when it arrives, I buy myself a cardigan,
Make hot chocolate, have tea, and do bonfires,
With a stack of medicines.
Yes, I am over my friendship breakup.
I hated them with my heart, mind, and soul.
It's been months and months,
But I still keep them in my prayers and wonder how they are doing.
Do they think about me? Oh! Forget it, they don't!
The hypocrite in me and the lover in me,
For the things I hate and love at the same time.
I will never understand or articulate.
I am not yellow, but I am grey.
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kabhi-kabhi-aditya · 2 days
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अब ज़िंदगी में हर सुख, दुःख, हँसी, ख़ुशी, ग़म, निराशा, अकेलापन, और बाक़ी सारी भावनाओं और संवेदनाओं के लिए बस एक रविवार बचा है..
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pyaari-naari · 2 days
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Craving for a simple life. No drama.
Waking up beside you, seeing your sleepy face first in the morning and getting to hold you like I've always dreamt of. Always giving you a kiss before we part ways for work, reluctantly. Impatiently waiting for you to get home because I missed you. Taking a late night walk after dinner, holding your hand while we just share the silence because, it's comforting with the right person. Sharing a space with you. Sharing my life with you.
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desigirldairies · 2 days
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Some people's bollywood character that they relate with are probably 'Geet from Jab we met' or 'Naina from YJHD' nahh man the only character I relate to is 'barfi from barfi!' Kalesh pe kalesh
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simp-for-fiction · 1 day
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Ok
If I let you open my tumblr, it means we are now for life, you cannot leave. Got it ?
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i-love-sufjan-stevens · 7 months
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Vintage Photos of Queer Couples of Color
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dilhhindustani · 2 months
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3 stages of life :-
BIRTH
What the hell is this
DEATH
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chandajaan · 10 months
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Gajra 🪷
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deesi-academia · 7 months
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hi yes I'd like to order a fucking break for the next million years please. thankyou.
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