THE NUMBNESS THAT ONE FEELS WHEN THERE IS A STORM RUNNING WILDLY INSIDE THE MIND !!!

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I will pretend that someone out there is reading my work !! maybe then I will write more often

If you think " no guy " is worth standing in rain then I'm sorry you haven't met great guys yet !! ☹️

First time in my life I'm standing in rain for a guy

reblog if you want people to anonymously tell you your red flags

Thank you sooo much!! And also I'm very new to tumbler so I don't know where to reply to you so I hope I'm doing it right!!

I loved it really ❤

Edit: yeah I did it right 😂😂

Hii!! Can I ask for a mood board for --

Libra Sun. Taurus Moon. Aquarius Rising!

I'm new to all this and I don't know how it works, that well! Please tolerate 😅.

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Libra Sun: Observant, suspicious, social, romantic Taurus Moon: Comfortable, rigid, romantic Aquarius Rising: Reliable, vain, curious, transformative Vibe: A soothing and calming aura. Likable, friendly, and give me the sense you have a soothing aura to be around. If someone had an issue, they probably just feel better being around you. The intuitive and community minded Aquarius pairs wonderfully with the Venus ruling Libra and Taurus. Its an interesting combination that is romantic, dreamy, and calming placements, but also might have a chance to trust the wrong people or just trust others to quickly. *Don't worry about it!! :) I see a few requests for this placement, so I'll be deleting the other ones.

Does my soulmate know I'm dancing with him at midnight, alone in my room While I should be studying IPC!?

No!?!?

Oh Comeon!!! What a shame!!!

And sometimes all my heart yearns is "take me back to the time when I first met you..."

Nhi krta dil ab apni maujoodgi jataane ka,  nahi hota mann mujhe ab khudka haal bataane ka. Arey hatao, Ye do din ka tufaan hai, fir kahi kho jaayega . Har baar to hojata hai, iss baar bhi yunhi thik ho jayega !

@aasthuu 😂 interesting !! 👏

First time in my life I'm standing in rain for a guy

I have been told that I mould myself around people to breathe the air they breathe, that I have a light within me. But when you remove all the layers of art and music and poetry, I am nothing but flesh & bones.

Poetry is the destruction & resurrection of my soul.

You see, I believe art & poetry have the power to make an ordinary person extraordinary. The reign of romanticism to make debris beautiful, to make old sculptures look exquisite, to make an unloved soul loved.

And when I really think of it, I am nothing without art. I am made up of words. Ugly words that have been stitched together to make sense, but instead they unfold themselves to form poetry. they have built the foundation of fantasy within me, to hope that one day inside a hundred year old palace, an afterlife awaits me.

I blame poetry for my eternal misery, books for my unreal expectations & music for my unhealing soul.

But at the same time, I crave them because I am nothing without them, nothing but mere flesh & bones.

— deadpoetsblog on ig