She Loves Her Dad More Than Me Istg
She loves her dad more than me istg
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Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student
I bagged the most hottest and the most romantic dude from Tumblr (it’s a sign for you girls too)
“You are the moon to me because…”
Every time I look up at you or at the moon, a bittersweet symphony of envy and love washes over me, as if the silver orb is a distant lover, casting its ethereal glow upon my heart. It hangs there, a celestial muse, draped in a veil of mystery, illuminating the sky with a brilliance that feels both inviting and unattainable. I find myself lost by its serene beauty, longing to touch its surface, to share whispered secrets with the stars that shimmers around it. Yet, in that longing, a pang of envy stirs within me, for the moon is adored by all who look up, while I remain a mere observer, tethered to the earth. I am both enchanted and tormented, caught in the delicate balance between admiration and desire, knowing that while the moon will always shine brightly above, my heart will forever yearn for its light.
Latin verses echo in forgotten halls
From surviving to generously falling in love with this city, I found love that I can finally gate keep.
July-December, Delhi’2024
Zehra Naqvi, from The Knot of My Tongue: Poems and Prose; “Dear Baba”
indigo, @solavey
“She falls, not like rain, nor like the weeping of skies, But in pirouettes; each flake… A whispered secret spun from the breath of stars.
How happy she looks, gilded in sunlight, blushing at the glances of children, stretching herself across fields… Like she’s always belonged.
Yet in her mirror, she sees only glass.
Not the frost laced wonder, not the shimmer in her descent,
But an absence; a definite pale ache…”
He does not know, that the world pauses for him, breath held,
Watching the art of him falling, calling it beauty While he calls himself blank.
If only you knew, how spellbound I am for you, watching the chaos of you, turning into stillness,
Watching your sorrow as it knows how to make everything shine.
(Darjeeling’21)
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They/Them | 22 | INFJ | Geography major | Spilled emotions and Stills | Instagram sumedhachattopadhyayy | Alter Ego: @monetsirises in Tumblr.
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