ok but 'every breath you take' by the police totally gives me knox overstreet vibes
first thursday of october, it's national poetry day! happy national poetry day to these kids and to the dps fandom and to every poets out there. i love u all mwah!
not me reblogging this 3 days before my bangla exam
americans will complain about english spelling
meanwhile bengalis out here feeling PAIN
why are there three different ways to write “r” and “sh”? three ways to write “n”? if you write ক in the middle of a word it can mean just “k”, “kaw”, or “ko”, and don’t worry, কো also makes the “ko” sound too and it’s hard to find which is used where
don’t even get me started on when you start to combine consonants together
thank you bengali, so much
i think internships are helpful. doing an internship this summer has really helped me realize that there's absolutely no way im doing a 9-5 job with a one-day weekend for the rest of my life. also i might actually consider studying architecture at uni
hOly sHit
being an older sibling is like. you've never known a life without me. mom yelled at me and it taught her she never wanted to yell at you. I painted my room purple and grey and then you did too. we live in the same house but I haven't spoken to you in months. I don't know your favorite color. I saw it was going to rain so I picked you up from school on my way home so your books wouldn't get wet. i was so worried when you woke up sick when you were three. you don't remember being sick. mom and dad made their worst mistakes with me and I'm glad they didn't make them with you. I'm doing everything for the first time so you won't be in the dark. I don't know any of your friend's names anymore. I used to know them all. if something happens to mom and dad you won't have to worry because everything will fall to me. you don't like to be home alone but even if you don't see me just knowing I'm there makes you feel better. at least that's what mom told me. you still give me jars to open for you because you can't quite get them. I only see you during dinner. i'd never even think about missing one of your concerts. I stand at the counter when I eat and now you do, too. when offered a selection of books you picked the same one I did when i was your age. I'm terrified you compare yourself to me. I love you. I don't know if you like me. I want you to. mom says dinner's ready
holy shit. the season 2 of kota factory hits too close. i havent even watched the whole episode but im crying.
also the colours turning back to black and white? poetic cinema. im getting cultish vibes from maheshwari.
moral of the story- give up on your dreams!
coke studio has done more for india pakistan relations than the UN
sometimes thinking that if i work hard enough i could have a wardrobe like harry styles' just keeps me going.
okay but imagine charlie dalton meeting francis abernathy?
YES.
Desi chaotic academia is dancing to masti ki paathshala at 3 am