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vaguelywildesblog · 11 days
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The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world falling apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.
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vaguelywildesblog · 6 months
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the fear of overstepping boundaries will eat me alive
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vaguelywildesblog · 6 months
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I want to talk about everything with at least one person as I talk about things with myself.
-Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
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vaguelywildesblog · 7 months
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the amount of intimacy while watching masaan together is unparallel
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vaguelywildesblog · 7 months
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i don’t think there’s something like love at first sight. i think it’s rather a feeling that you might fall in love with them, not right away but gradually. it’s inevitable that you will. But why do i think that? is it because we only accept the love we think we deserve?
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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i get in the light of the sun and im suddenly like, life has meaning and is beautiful actually
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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the fact that im never bored alone but often bored in crowds
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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i am hopelessly in love with a memory, aren’t we all?
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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birthdays have always reminded me of a certain kind of sadness. everytime i see friends excitedly plan for theirs, i think about what they did to deserve that kind of an amusement. i often wonder, was it the lack of friends or lack of support forming the base of this feeling. perhaps it was both. All a birthday now reminds me of a kind of burden and all i want to do is blow a bunch of candles alone and call it a day, but i still look out to live vicariously through other’s days.
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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Sometimes i wonder what would happen when my life doesn't turn out to be what i yearned for. How must it feel like to see my dreams shatter with cluches around my imagination struggling for a free thought. It would be awful to know i couldn't save my life, save it for the hopes and dreams and save it for the years that were supposed to be mine only. The stars would be sad but they would not complain, they know better. But the small things i did, the small things will make the world a better place.
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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Years passed by, of me wanting to grow up, grow up and be Big.I would be lying if I said I still don't want it, But Priorities have changed. Maybe the difference between a dream and reality is established, maybe not. I still dream of moons and stars, With a heart full of Hopes, I still look back at the childhood stored in some biscuits, some people, The way the furniture was arranged then. Realize i'll never get those moments again. With every day going by, i know, The little things, the little moments, They weren't as little.
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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“sometimes i keep my feelings to myself, because i could find no language to describe them in."
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vaguelywildesblog · 8 months
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“out with a lantern, looking for myself “
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vaguelywildesblog · 1 year
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दिल ना-उम्मीद नहीं, ना-काम ही तोह है
लम्बी है ग़म की शाम, मगर शाम ही तोह है |
دل نا امید نہیں، نا کام ہی تو ہے۔
لمبی ہے گھم کی شام، مگر شام ہی تو ہے۔
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vaguelywildesblog · 1 year
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but why is it so difficult to let go of things you know are bad for you
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vaguelywildesblog · 1 year
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Men have no idea how good gentleness looks on them.
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vaguelywildesblog · 1 year
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men have no idea how good gentleness looks on them
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