i don’t know how to want things without feeling guilty for wanting them too much

Delhi police have proved that they are not public servant. They are servants of power and money.

delhi police that vanishes when it comes to innumerable rapes and crimes but mobilises within an hour to detain and suppress peaceful protesters. it says a lot about our country when they treat violence with ignorance and excuses, and non-violence with force.

Clowns on Tumblr are writing "Sonam Wangchuk is a fraud and I just can't prove it yet." Yeah, no shit, you can't prove something which isn't.

It doesn't matter if you agree with someone's reason for a protest, in a democratic country everyone has a right to protest. You can hate CJP and Sonam wangchuk and you can very well believe that whatever they were doing was for their own gain but you can't believe what happened today was anywhere close to what is acceptable in a democratic country. The police can't just barge in and remove Sonam wangchuk from the protesting site. The High Court can't order for the forceful removal of protestors. The police can't not show the order before removing people from the site. It would be a shame if the High Court ordered the protestors to break their protest first before directing any order towards the government. It doesn't matter what your views were on the protest or the people protesting, you can't be okay with what happened today and call this country a democracy and Vishwaguru. This is tyranny.

D for democracy? nah D for dictatorship

yeah,we in a reblogationship

Sometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you're in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It's so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you're supposed to be doing, that this is what you're for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life.l don't know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something

Let me lay you down and run my hands along your body <3 studying every perfect hill and valley under my fingertips before letting my mouth join them. Softly kissing any skin I can reach, letting a occasional bite slip through just to surprise you. Your body is mine love :) now let me take care of it. I’ll play nice, I promise.