Talked To My Father About Him. Well Sort Of..cause I Did Tell Him That I Was Going For The Movie And

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Carefull cutiee. Mere aise sare shitpost like karoge toh mein apko kidnap na karlu kahi😽😽

Kidnap hona toh mera bachpan ka sapna hai or aap krengi? Ahem ahem who am I to deny?

I am a servant for my mothers unhappiness. I can make myself smaller, mother, I can become quieter. I am a wound that you can’t stop picking. I take scraps from dinner as little parts of love. I know that I am not easy to love. I know I wear my sadness so visibly that you’ve become ashamed of me. Make me small, crush me up in the palms of your hands. Destroy me for breakfast and devour me for lunch, leave nothing left of me, not even for the birds. Eat me. Eat me up. It’s too late to apologise now, sorry means nothing when you’re choking on my leftovers.

— Hannah Green, from “Are you still hungry, Mother?”

Nobody's *fine shyt* bcz i deserve "chand is mehbooba" behaviour.

If I am not being talkative around you that's actually your fault and not mine

Born to ride a dragon ,forced to live in a world where they don't exist.