Confusion. Real.

In India we don't have Cherry Blossoms we have strong winds blowing red flowers with small petals in your hand that tell you the same thing

Promise. Promise. Promise.

Hope. Hope. Hope.

Love. Love. Love.

“everyone is going to hate it” someone will love it. someone will reach out to you and tell you it changed their life. someone will hold it close and treasure it forever in a way you can’t even understand. keep going

padmesh paddu🐝

ask brown people to give you a nickname they'll cut it short and add a 'u’ at the end

no but yes

i am a sucker for the typical stoic fictional man who is actually so soft for his s/o. who buries his nose into the crook of your neck and wraps his arms around your waist whenever he can. maybe he’s not always good with his words, but for you? god. he literally hands you his heart on a silver platter

I don't know how to add your absence to my life. I don't know how to subtract myself from it.

if I could I would tell her I'm happy for her.

“magic isnt real” — plants just grow out of the ground. for free. everywhere.

Queen of the south ...you gotta be kidding me

Made by me

“barbie was just feminism 101” and look at how people responded to it….i fear we may need to retake the course!

Kuch bolne ko bacha nhi but reblog to bnta hai

hava is actually urdu??💀💀