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rajoshmita · 18 days
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the thing about my liberation notes is that if you can’t relate to the characters, you probably won’t like this drama. you will probably think it’s a downer and everyone just sits around moping about their lives when it’s actually a very realistic portrayal of a generational problem of feeling isolated and feeling like you’re not doing anything in your life, you’re not going anywhere when everyone around you seems to move forward. you live day to day and you have your moments but it ultimately just isn’t ENOUGH. you’re not unhappy but you’re not happy either, you’re just existing and bored and growing more and more frustrated because nothing ever fucking happens and everything is mundane and superficial. the drama is about this feeling. and if you don’t feel that existential dread every day, you won’t get it.
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rajoshmita · 2 months
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my thoughts are
a gallery ,
and sometimes i feel like that's the only way i could ever
potray them without
being drowned in fresh canvas white
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rajoshmita · 5 months
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How I sleep knowing I am not responsible for the version of me in people’s heads
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rajoshmita · 5 months
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we all talk about the intimacy of eye contact , but do you ever think about the intimacy of looking at someone's eyes while they're looking at something else ? either because they're distracted or they're deliberately allowing you to have this moment to yourself or they know that it'll be too much to look back at you directly and if so does it ever just make you go full crazy ?
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rajoshmita · 6 months
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between the trees & flowers
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rajoshmita · 1 year
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do you know what i love ?
how closely nature is linked with mentality. a walk in the woods can calm anxiety , sitting and dropping stones into a lake can ease anger , even taking time to pot some plants and look after them can keep my mind occupied from dissociation. its like the earth is the oldest psychiatrist of all , and it is always there to talk to , giving me a constant free prescription. isn't that beautiful.
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rajoshmita · 1 year
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The earth laughs too.
In spring it laughs with flowers and the sky laughs with stars.
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rajoshmita · 1 year
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⤷⠀⠀⠀#⠀⠀⠀˘˘⠀⠀⠀⠀🪐⠀⠀⠀⟡
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rajoshmita · 1 year
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" Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline , no matter how many times its sent away. "
~ Sarah Kay
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rajoshmita · 1 year
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in a way ,
you are poetry material ; you are full of cloudy subtleties i am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out.
words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
Franz Kafka , Letters to Milena
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rajoshmita · 1 year
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screw being a hopless romantic. i'm a hopeful romantic. i am going to hold hands with the love of my life while we're in a garden surrounded by their favourite flowers. i am going to kiss them underneath the moonlight , i am going to love them unconditionally and no time or death will tear us apart. i am hopeful and i am stubborn and i am a loving person and i know i can do all of that.
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rajoshmita · 2 years
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ᓚᕠᗢ . . hyunjin twitter pfp & header.
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rajoshmita · 2 years
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꒰ ♡🧷 : jennie ! 💚 ᘏ. ,, # kim ‎ ˒   ୨ ୧
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rajoshmita · 2 years
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(2.) Hype Boy
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rajoshmita · 2 years
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sometimes i think about how constellations are an entirely man-made construct and don't actually exist inherently in nature. i mean the universe just gave us stars , and we saw art and myths and stories in them. the capacity that humans have for seeing purpose in the incidental makes me realise just how lonely we are on this planet , desperately searching for meaning elsewhere in the universe.
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rajoshmita · 2 years
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maybe one day you'll relate to the poems about being in love and being loved back. and not the ones about longing for it like its something distant & unattainable for you.
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rajoshmita · 2 years
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imagine riding to the village on your bicycle with your cat in the basket. going to the bakery and the florist and the little grocer's shop that gives you a paper cup of chilled apple juice when you buy a carton of fresh-picked strawberries. sitting on the edge of a big stone fountain , drinking juice and watching the passerby. a gentle breeze rustles through the trees and stirs your sleeping cat , who yawns and jumps into your lap. someone is playing the flute out their open window. you are completely at peace.
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