Pomegranate Hajmola Girlie 4evahhh

16 likes on instagram is embarrassing but 16 likes on tumblr is like winning a grammy

lately ive been bedridden with a terrible case of i dont wanna

sorry i only date to meet each other in every lifetime

The Boy

He's gone, it said.

That's all. Two words. I couldn't believe it. No, I thought, he can't be gone, just like that. Not now, not ever

All the times I'd laughed at his jokes, admired him for the beautiful human being that he was, all of the times I'd had cried with him, all the crazy adventures we'd shared and all the beautiful memories we had made, flashed before my eyes.

The realisation of what had happened hit me with a jolt. This is it, I thought, it's finally happened. That's when the tears started. They kept coming until I just couldn't cry anymore. I screamed. Screamed until my voice was hoarse and my throat was parched. I pounded at the floor until I thought my arms would break. I pulled  at my hair until my head throbbed. I cursed at the unfairness of the universe. I felt like the weight of the entire world had fallen on me, all at once. A part of me died with him. Even then, I felt like my heart would explode because of the overwhelming pain and sadness.

How can a person affect me this way?, I thought, drowning in the ocean of grief washing over me.

Only then did I close the book and remember, he wasn't real.

Every desi kid’s superpower?

Understanding passive-aggressive taunts from a mile away.

this is their first time living life too, after all

i see these posts everywhere that say stuff like "you should get away from your toxic family" and all. sure, there are people who are toxic in the family. sure, they sometimes make you feel like killing yourself. sure, it's the most mind-fuck situation. but it's family. how can you just randomly one day think "i should let go, i do not belong here" no it does not work like that. no matter how shitty the situations get, family is the one you should always hold on to. sure, they may be wrong most of the time. but try to correct them. try to help them. try to get them out of that toxicity. easier said than done, i know. i have a toxic mom i would know. so at least try to be there for them. because if not you, who else? they're humans too and it's your responsibility to be there for your family. it's not a choice, it's a responsibility. one that feels like a burden most of the time but it is what it is. so pull up your sleeves and do your job and maybe one day you'll learn to like it. when you do, you'll know the true beauty of being a member of a family

the true meaning of this post will be revealed in 2016

Sabse ladai karne ki mann ho raha hain