Latest Posts by dat-big-boiii - Page 2
this is their first time living life too, after all
i see these posts everywhere that say stuff like "you should get away from your toxic family" and all. sure, there are people who are toxic in the family. sure, they sometimes make you feel like killing yourself. sure, it's the most mind-fuck situation. but it's family. how can you just randomly one day think "i should let go, i do not belong here" no it does not work like that. no matter how shitty the situations get, family is the one you should always hold on to. sure, they may be wrong most of the time. but try to correct them. try to help them. try to get them out of that toxicity. easier said than done, i know. i have a toxic mom i would know. so at least try to be there for them. because if not you, who else? they're humans too and it's your responsibility to be there for your family. it's not a choice, it's a responsibility. one that feels like a burden most of the time but it is what it is. so pull up your sleeves and do your job and maybe one day you'll learn to like it. when you do, you'll know the true beauty of being a member of a family
excuse me, i'm in LOVE with your blog???? the theme is so damn pretty?????? the posts are either so relatable or so perfect or so sweet or so amazing??? are you real?
hii omg that's so sweet thank youuuu
I loveeee your theme too (green's my fav colour other than blue and I'm a slytherin too, so heh)
we've read a lot of the same books btww (looking for alaska is my all time fav <3)
Board exam won't decide my future but will definitely decide the amount of love I'll receive from my family
Ladies you're not heavy, he's just weak
The Boy
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.
youre so pretty. is it ok if i force apart your ribcage and live inside you
Every argument between us should be settled in bed.
the true meaning of this post will be revealed in 2016
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
(sobbing, through tears) i... i wanna watch him jerk off!!!!!
to-be-or-not-to-be-core
I came here to spill my thoughts on the internet. But I also want validation from the Internet. But I don't want to perform for an audience but I want people to agree with my thoughts and I want them to interact with me.
Do you feel me?
it's like reading a diary entry/love letter from your early teens, that bittersweet feeling of nostalgia along with a mix of "aww cute" and "oh eww"
When u read one of ur old posts which hasn't got many likes do u feel cringe and ashamed and delete it or is it just me?
life is about finding cute little things and moments so you don’t feel miserable
more like snort your soul, but yes
touching you isn't enough i need to inhale your soul
This Hotstar-Netflix, ad-free generation will never understand the pure thrill of watching cartoons on Hungama, CN, and Nick—timing our kitchen runs to perfection, mastering the art of a 2-minute washroom sprint, and praying we didn't miss a single scene before the ads ended. Those weren't just breaks, they were missions!
CHAI MY BELOVED
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
treat it like white noise and continue living 👍
But what do you do to silence the thoughts inside your head?
Don’t kill your inner child, be pregnant.
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.
Meditating in India is just zoning out during a family drama and calling it mindfulness.
Choking ? Only on golgappe ka pani that's too spicy to handle.
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.
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.
In India exams aren’t about knowledge; they’re about how fast you can write without crying.
Every desi kid’s superpower?
Understanding passive-aggressive taunts from a mile away.
i love characters who are like oysters emotionally
mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately