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i honestly just want someone to buy me payals and then put them on for me, isn’t that just the most intimate thing ever?

love is so much more beautiful in my head. no man could ever compete or match upto the world i’ve created.

na neend puri ho rahi hai na padhai

downfall se zyada toh main hair-fall se pareshan hoon

girls get their hair coloured and expect all of their problems to just go away. i’m girls.

someone told me how “pain is inevitable but suffering is optional” and i haven’t recovered-

every now and then i do things that little me would’ve loved

i’m so full of love i might just explode

i’m just a “lag ja gale” trapped in a generation of “hook up tu karle na”

wdym i can’t achyutam keshavam krishna damodaram my way out of this