the heartbreak was inevitable
which i have said about a million times
but you made me the villain
which hurt my ego beyond repair
and now I don't know how to talk
to others without craving
for the comfort i lost
that i might never even find in another
as what we had was rare
or at least, it was for me
-sg
(30/06/24 || 8:13 pm)
Back to the kdrama phase of my life
I am in my art class now, my forth year written examination of art got over.. After two weeks I came to my art class.. It is my happy place... Here I do the thing which I love. I have never said no to my art classes just because it is my comfort place...
A cute little girl is sitting in front of me, scribbling in her drawing pad which made me think of me when I used to do such things.. Some other kids are shouting and talking which made me think of me as a kid who used to talk continuously and disturb my sir... Sir is nice, cool too.. Happy place I told you...
Some kids have become grown ups.. They are taking advice from me regarding art works.... Made me feel proud..
Some kids are running around and playing with their drawing.... (Sir is not in the room so critical scenario) They will get scolding for sure...
This current situation made me think of this song.. (Not relatable at all... don't blame me, blame my brain...)
What does a women want ?!
Women are always known or praised for beauty. For example, your hair is so beautiful, you have a mesmerizing body, your smile is pretty, you fingers are so slim, and what not. However we women are never praised for our intelligence, confidence, observation, patience, organizing ability. We never hear these compliments from anyone.
We women want respect and such mesmerizing praises from everyone even from the one we love. The world has unrealistic expectations from women. I will not mention the list of expectations because this is known to everyone.
To all the men and boys out here, respect the girl or women you love. I know you do but still praise her when she succeeds and support her even at her worst because being physical is the not the true sign of love, staying beside her when she needs you the most, wishing her the best and being happy in her success is the true sign of love and that love stays forever. Just don't keep her as "show off parody".
amar hiyar majhe lukiye chhile dekhte ami paini tomaye dekhte ami paini<3
bahir pane chokh melechi bahir pane, amar hridoye pane chaini... amar hiyar majhe lukiye chile dekhte ami paini tomaye dekhte ami paini..
Thanks a lotđđđ
Raima Sen and Prosenjit in Noukadubi (Bengali, 2011)
~Birds of a feather, we should stick together~
I guess the aliented people heard the song âĸ Birds of a feather by Billie Eilish âĸ
The most soothing song.. Makes our body want to go and dive into the ocean..
Its a love song visible from the lyrics. The song is painful as well. The line "I don't know what I am crying in for, I don't think I could love you more" this line represents the love for someone who has left you for someone else and you are literally claiming that I loved you enough and I could not more because the love left within me was given to you.
The song is blue. Blue is melancholic as well. The protagonist of the song wants the love of her life to carry the casket, even if the body turns blue and not to save the dead body because he/she is already dead by the betrayal from the person. She also wants him to stay with her till she is in the grave. Wants him to stay till she is buried.
And then in the third or fourth stanza maybe she tells that "you are so full of shit, tell me its bit, say you don't see it your minds polluted, say you wanna quit don't be stupid". She feels betrayed after she finds out that he wants to quit the special thing.
Then she claims that she knew him and he had the same look in his eyes she loves him and tells him "don't act so surprised"
such a beautiful poem.. đâ¨
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love, it's like changing seasons. there's the warmth of summer passion, where every touch feels like a sunbeam. then comes the cozy fall, where love settles like a comfortable sweater, familiar and comforting. winter may bring its chill, testing the strength of connections, yet leaving room for the warmth of shared blankets and laughter. spring, oh, it's the renewal, the blooming of love, where each day feels like a fresh start. love, in all its seasons, is this beautiful, ever-evolving journey.
@fiercethorns | âlove in seasonsâ