تیری رحمتوں پہ ہے منحصر میرے ہر عمل کی قبولیت نہ مجھے سلیقہ

Now You have come To fix my Broken heart But the thing That you don’t know Is that There are too many pieces of it To be pasted together

Biplab Karak (vippik)

kuch bhi qayam nahin hai kuch bhi nahin aur jo qayam hai, bus ik main hoon main jo pal-pal badalti rehti hoon

You’re losing interest. I’m losing sleep.

- D.A (via clockworkpencil)

She changed, but not overnight like in the books. Over years. Slowly and painfully. Sometimes brutally. But she did.

Hira (via hedonistpoet)

“Sky, what are you feeling?” The sky starts crying.

“Ohh, me too ”

Depressive mood

Gooey Cinnamon Roll Cake

Have you ever craved someone? Not in a sexual way, but you wanted to hear the sound of their voice or feel the warmth of their body. 

I don’t understand how a nation continues to hate us but copy our style we are unique , we are strong , we are who you wanna be but yet we have to fight for acknowledgment why why do y'all continue to copy us but not give us credit why do you hate us what did we do all we did was be proud of ourselves Nd embrace our cultures then y'all came along intimidated by the creativeness and strength of our people trying to control us in any aspect we might have conformed for some time BUT! we all rise fighting against your oppression we stand together , loving each other , embracing each other not letting you mfs come in between us I AM PROUD TO SAY I AM BLACK ! UNAPOLOGETICALLY NOTHING CAN STOP US FOR WE ARE TOO DETERMINED AND WE WILL CLAIM OUR RIGHTFUL POSITION AS RULERS WE WILL CONTINUE TO PROVE YOU WRONG WE WILL CONTINUE TO FIGHT! WE ARE FED UP! WE CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE STOP KILLING OUR PEOPLE IT IS NOT A REQUEST AT THIS POINT IT IS A DEMAND !