i love how we pick up habits and phrases and songs from people we love and it sticks with us for so long it becomes a piece of us making us a museum of all the people we've ever loved
Heard somewhere,
“Attachment is nothing but fear disguised as effort”
brb, reality check mil gaya 🥹
(sobbing, through tears) i... i wanna watch him jerk off!!!!!
and in case a guest opens it, izzat ka immediate falooda
In desi households, ‘cleaning the room’ means shoving everything into a random cupboard and hoping no one opens it.
what's wrong babe you've barely touched your potential even though all your elementary teachers really liked you and said you were gifted and that you were going to do great things
He's gone, it said.
That's all. Two words. I couldn't believe it. No, I thought, he can't be gone, just like that. Not now, not ever
All the times I'd laughed at his jokes, admired him for the beautiful human being that he was, all of the times I'd had cried with him, all the crazy adventures we'd shared and all the beautiful memories we had made, flashed before my eyes.
The realisation of what had happened hit me with a jolt. This is it, I thought, it's finally happened. That's when the tears started. They kept coming until I just couldn't cry anymore. I screamed. Screamed until my voice was hoarse and my throat was parched. I pounded at the floor until I thought my arms would break. I pulled at my hair until my head throbbed. I cursed at the unfairness of the universe. I felt like the weight of the entire world had fallen on me, all at once. A part of me died with him. Even then, I felt like my heart would explode because of the overwhelming pain and sadness.
How can a person affect me this way?, I thought, drowning in the ocean of grief washing over me.
Only then did I close the book and remember, he wasn't real.
also how well you can mindlessly memorize things because what's the point of gaining knowledge amirite
In India exams aren’t about knowledge; they’re about how fast you can write without crying.
Step 3: Say "haanji aap bhi" and watch your mother's soul leave her body
How to Deal with Relatives Who Think You’re Too Thin/Fat :
Step 1 : Smile and say, “Thanks for noticing—I’ve been working on it.”
Step 2 : Stuff a samosa in your mouth and walk away.
me when I'm ovulating and he looks a little too foineeee
i’ll be chillin and then all of a sudden i literally turn into this thing