i will never understand how ppl hate on their young self. yes, i agree that younger me was very dumb, naive and so stupid but thinking about how much that little girl deserved and didn’t receive, breaks my heart. the anger i hold for the ppl who made 12 yr old me cry myself to sleep or those who made 7yr old me hate how i smiled and how little did 5yr old me weight, god have mercy on them. all the times i was ignored or sent away to prioritize others, god i just want to tell that little girl that it was not because she wasn’t likable or wanted— it simply wasn’t her fault. how 11th yr old me believed if she was rude and insensitive to others, she'd save myself all the drama and the friendship breakups, god i wish i had someone telling me that i should let all that happen and i did not need to miss out on life just to not be in pain.
how much i wish to tell that little girl that i love her so much.
if i were to ever meet her, i’d take her into my arms and apologize for all that she went though...
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MANIFESTING THIS
A Weekend morning with you, lazily walking around the house, kissing you on your forehead, showering then going out with you, some shopping then lunch, spending noon in the bed napping together till evening, again out together, long drive & ice cream, cooking dinner together, eating then falling asleep, cozy 💘💘
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letting ppl get close to me=
controlling my words when i'm anger when it's their fault and they're yelling at me + feeling as if i'm a clingy or annoying bitch + tolerating disrespect + handling their 'idc about your words' and 'sorry but idgaf about you' moods + feeling ashamed when asking for even the slightest form of comfort and reassurance + however constantly reassuring them and checking if they drank enough water and if they're taking care of themselves, only to be called pathetic and weak + tolerating those offensive memes ( bitch....literally kill yourself) right after i mention how wonderful this day has been treating me + allowing them to deduce to me and my worth to no-fucking-thing + making me question my self over and over again
+ i knew from the start i'll your friend, and you won't be mine
whenever something goes wrong, I lose my appetite, get insecure, feel sleepy and tired all day long but can't sleep peacefully, i let myself go, I barely feel alive and I really wish to die and thats why I hate letting people close to me and making me go through this
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I know it is my father's first time on this Earth, too. And I know He had it worse when he was little.
But I was little too.
— Franz Kafka, from letters to his father
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fuck him.
before "friends to lovers"??
the honeyed-words he said, i don’t
know if i should hold them close to my heart
the way he makes me feel seen, i don’t
know how long this will last
the days when he gets stuck in time, i don’t
know why i ache to hold him in my arms
the night when he told me he cried, i don’t
where but something in me broke a thousand times
the people who have caged his smiles, i don’t
know why i want to steal them as mine
the words he wrote about me, i don’t
think i can keep reading them this time
the way he yearns to hear me speak, i don’t
think he knows that i will glad give him all my words, all my time
(ughh i am supposed to be studying for my history exam but- ig my mind is a little too occupied at this time when he's busy and not mine... idk maybe i'll continue this laterr)
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Kya fayada mere kurta phne ka....agar koi ladka mujhe dekh kr "haaayyyyee✨" nah bole .....
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haayyyyyeeee ✨✨✨✨✨
प्राण है परंतु एक प्राण-प्रिय भी अवश्यक है।✨✨
(Life exists but a soul-mate is also necessary)
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"dear april, be kind please"
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प्राण है परंतु एक प्राण-प्रिय भी अवश्यक है।✨✨
(Life exists but a soul-mate is also necessary)
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before "friends to lovers"??
the honeyed-words he said, i don’t
know if i should hold them close to my heart
the way he makes me feel seen, i don’t
know how long this will last
the days when he gets stuck in time, i don’t
know why i ache to hold him in my arms
the night when he told me he cried, i don’t
where but something in me broke a thousand times
the people who have caged his smiles, i don’t
know why i want to steal them as mine
the words he wrote about me, i don’t
think i can keep reading them this time
the way he yearns to hear me speak, i don’t
think he knows that i will glad give him all my words, all my time
(ughh i am supposed to be studying for my history exam but- ig my mind is a little too occupied at this time when he's busy and not mine... idk maybe i'll continue this laterr)
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tumblr friendships are hard to maintain like im sorry i know i havent talked to you in 5 months but you’re still super rad and i still consider us friends im just dumb
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i’m a girl whose entire personality revolves around them
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"dear april, be kind please"
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