Does My Soulmate Know I'm Dancing With Him At Midnight, Alone In My Room While I Should Be Studying IPC!?

Does my soulmate know I'm dancing with him at midnight, alone in my room While I should be studying IPC!?

No!?!?

Oh Comeon!!! What a shame!!!

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2 years ago

Like a lot mannnn !!!! 😭

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2 years ago

reblog if you want people to anonymously tell you your red flags

2 years ago

Guys : ‘ She dont even think about me “

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2 years ago

Nhi krta dil ab apni maujoodgi jataane ka,  nahi hota mann mujhe ab khudka haal bataane ka. Arey hatao, Ye do din ka tufaan hai, fir kahi kho jaayega . Har baar to hojata hai, iss baar bhi yunhi thik ho jayega !


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1 year ago

And if only I could, I would have written you in all of my poems...

If only I could, I would have filled my days and decorated my nights with your name...

But if only I could.....

__Ankita__


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2 years ago

I will pretend that someone out there is reading my work !! maybe then I will write more often


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11 months ago

Learn to shine without overshadowing others' light!


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2 years ago

I have been told that I mould myself around people to breathe the air they breathe, that I have a light within me. But when you remove all the layers of art and music and poetry, I am nothing but flesh & bones.

Poetry is the destruction & resurrection of my soul.

You see, I believe art & poetry have the power to make an ordinary person extraordinary. The reign of romanticism to make debris beautiful, to make old sculptures look exquisite, to make an unloved soul loved.

And when I really think of it, I am nothing without art. I am made up of words. Ugly words that have been stitched together to make sense, but instead they unfold themselves to form poetry. they have built the foundation of fantasy within me, to hope that one day inside a hundred year old palace, an afterlife awaits me.

I blame poetry for my eternal misery, books for my unreal expectations & music for my unhealing soul.

But at the same time, I crave them because I am nothing without them, nothing but mere flesh & bones.

— deadpoetsblog on ig


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2 years ago

Aksar jab tanhaa si hoti hu , Mujhe duniya begaani si lagti hai ,  Fir ek tumhari yaad aati hai , Or firse ye shaame suhani si lagti hai!!


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