It's Like Reading A Diary Entry/love Letter From Your Early Teens, That Bittersweet Feeling Of Nostalgia

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.

lately ive been bedridden with a terrible case of i dont wanna

more like snort your soul, but yes

touching you isn't enough i need to inhale your soul

Tumblr pe wohi log atay hai jinka baki social media apps se Dil uth chuka hota hai

Jaane woh kaise log the,Jinke pyaar ko pyaar mila

I wanna sleep pls, 12-15 ghante sona hai

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?

life is about finding cute little things and moments so you don’t feel miserable