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you aren't insane you just live with your parents

you aren't insane you just live with your parents

you aren't insane you just live with your parents

you aren't insane you just live with your parents

you aren't insane you just live with your parents

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I heard there are air purifiers for toxic fumes, can they cleanse my lungs since all my veins are steeped in his scent and all my capillaries are drenched in his memories?

Put an Amazon link down if someone knows such machinery.

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Also, how are the people who have too many hobbies and interests but too little talent and a little to no time? Really, how are you?

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That should be the bare minimum for everyone 😮‍💨

Bare minimum for me would be worshipping the ground she walks on

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To me, hate sounds like my voice.

To me, love sounds like a dead foreign language.

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"How are you?"

"I'm brave."

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I have boundaries, I have set them, I have announced them but you setting boundaries doesn't mean other people would respect those boundaries.

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i don't know how to ask for my childhood back.

i don't know how to ask for my teenage back.

i can't ask for something that was never mine to begin with.

but my youth —

my youth is being stolen right now.

so maybe I can ask for it.

but by the time I do,

it'll already be too late.

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I might have sinned when I wished for your death

— my heart's a graveyard now,

but i am still a little selfish,

and I want you to stay.

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I have been impressing people since forever:

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TITLE: MY MOTHER'S GOD.

My mother believes in god.

So when she tells me,

"Your sin gave your father cancer,"

I just nod.

because my mother believes in god.

I am a sinner according to her.

I am a sinner, not for doing something extreme,

but for daring to live on my own terms,

for keeping myself alive with what little rebellion I have left,

But beneath skin and silence, I’ve buried my scream.

Nobody listens, nobody cares; I am a fraud,

because my mother believes in god.

I cry red into silence, hoping to feel something,

hoping there’s some life still left in mine,

but she angrily plasters a bandage on me,

taking my attempts away too.

She calls me names — on Monday I’m seeking attention, on Tuesday I’m a whore.

But she is celebrated, while I rot,

because my mother believes in god.

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Should I be grateful or should I curse the fact that despite all misfortune I can still feel love?

— Franz Kafka, from Diaries 1910-1923

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किसी के लिए इज़हार हैं

तो किसी के लिए ऐतबार...

मैंने अपनी तन्हाई मे

तुम्हारी यादों के साथ

इतना जो वक़्त गुज़ार लिया हैं

मेरे लिए इश्क़ अब सिर्फ इंतज़ार हैं~

"Wait" so I waited and life became a waiting room .

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I need to forgive my past.

I need to accept my present.

I need to prepare my future.

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I don't fear death, i am scared of dying unknown. (I'm not suicidal— unfortunately— but just in case yk, we don't know that may happen tomorrow) so i just always keep thinking that if i die someday soon, no one would know the version of me i actually am — broken, disturbed, loud, dark, annoying, confused, scared, loving, and stubborn — everyone will just remember an actor i play — nonchalant, aloof, collected, calm, sarcastic, the-girl-who-always-handles-everything, the-girl-who-gives-advice, the girl who gives but doesn't lives and compliant. That. That is what people will remember and no one would even know that real me.

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एक चाँद चाँदनी, और एक तुम्हारी आँखें ~