life be like ‘gol maal hei bhai sab gol maal hei’
I know it’s wrong
The way I look at you
The way I want to touch you
How your name rolls off my tongue
Like it was always meant to
When you hold me,
It feels like heaven
You give me a bliss
I didn’t even know existed
I want to reach out
I want to grab on
I want more
And I know you said,
This is purely physical
And I know everyone says,
It’s only ever physical
But for once,
After a night of purely physical,
Can you hold me
Like it’s more?
It takes time.
the way i emotionally detach when i catch someone lying
Always
wants to do.
hey do you wanna go to the park and sit on the swings and look at the moon together
Dear October,
Please handle me with care, I'm as fragile as a potato chip in a thunderstorm. I hope you understand.
🤍
You became like coffee, in the deliciousness, and the bitterness, and the addiction.
Mahmoud Darwish
there's so much pathologizing over why enemies to lovers is a popular trope (something something the normalization of abuse something something) when the simplest and less moronic answer is that narratives thrive on irony and reversals, and there's no greater irony than characters going from hating each other's guts to loving each other unconditionally. raw thesis-antithesis-synthesis.
I know it’s hard to believe now, but you’re going to make good things happen! 💛I’m the kind of person who worries a LOT, about everything, especially the unknown and distant future. But we just have to remember that we’re working hard for a reason, and it helps to look forward to a good future rather than to fear a bad one.
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A great post from DoSomething
i keep coming back to this cyz 😬 it’s so real :( 🥺❣️