i never really liked my name much until i found out what it tastes like when you sigh it into my mouth
My memories of him are like the early morning stars. They sort of fade behind the white noise but like the eternalness that makes up a shimmering night sky such sweet memories are never truly forgotten
to me there are three types of people in the world people who simply are people who try to be and people who hardly existed at all. so i am trying my level best to be someone the face of this earth has never seen.
Give me a few years :')
Me: Fix your phone!
A: Not spending a rupee on this one
Me: Then get me better means of technology to get thru you! mobile phones suck!
A: wait for a few years, something awesome will come up
Me: oooookaaayy whaaaaaaaaaatt?
A: Mad! Us! something will happen, just wait. :*
Its like being high 24x7 without smoking pot– me (on being in love)
want him so bad.
That moment when you want someone because he’s a challenge is happening. He’s the exact opposite. Too much patience, too much obedience, too much ego and laziness. But, a huge challenge, to be with that kinda person. want him so bad.
Running in Circles
it’s strange that after many years you may end up with the same people. you may travel thousands of miles and read too many books that are several hundred pages too long; travel unacceptable distances on your feet and mind only to finally to look up from your sneakers or an empty cup to see familiar eyes staring back
Dusty blue bells brushed her cheeks, wiped her tears, and stole her speech. Snowdrops lay, braided in her hair, Around her wrists, and stomach bare. Time ticks on her tongue, Counting his sins, tasting what he had undone. Mother knots pearls of wisdom in her ear, while her father smacks discipline, indulging the lover fear. Petals scatter bruised fingertips, leading to her demise. The...
You get the wine, I’ll get my scarred psyche.– Me
Some people Never find the right kind of love you know, the kind that steals...– Ellen Hopkins, Tricks
when i was born.
it is said when i was born, i was all eyes, no doubt: a bundle of bollywood hopes and endless ambition impatient from the very start, i clawed my way out of my mother’s womb eight weeks too early - it was in this way i learned how to light up the world before sunrise by the age of four, i had accepted my destiny to learn and learn and learn: cry when you are hurt but not when you are hungry -...
tell me a story.
tell me the story about the time when the blade across your wrist didn’t feel as good as the taste of air against your lips
To me. To you. To us.
If ii could sing for you I would do so with a voice like the girl and if I could give you the stars I would not give up before every star is yours. But I can’t sing and the stars are too far. This is all I can give you this is all I can do to prove you I care and to show you that I try my best to make sense of everything that happened to me to you to us
I would make you dinner a table full of food and call your friends over to eat it all up I would kiss your face and any inch thereof and plant just another kiss on the redness of your scar I would stay up all night while you are too upset to rest and embrace you in a hug with your head on my shoulder I would reach out for the stars so bright and yellow in the dark and give them all to you just...
All these familiar faces will fade away with time Like photographs left in the sun for so long that their colors have become all dull. And you have to step closer to get a good look At what was once so vivid while wishing all your photographs will never fade away.
Black on white
all these words I’ve written black on white are nothing more than 21 years of ups and downs and 26 letters coiled into a mess in my mind and then written down black on white while wishing it will make sense another 21 years from now when I am fighting through some ups and downs and don’t know what to do
My mind takes me to places my feet will never be On the moon, the stars and under the sea, Treasure hunting and on top of the highest mountain In your arms in the summer heat, Oh I swear, my mind has got the best out of me.
I walk through the streets and see people in love And wonder why everyone seems To have love to give But one one ever loves me.
That feeling where nothing else in the world matters but those very feelings,...– Me
Gaurang: She's crazy dude *points at me*
A: she cuts her hair on her own, disappears to kodai, mad she is!
Gau: Told you she's crazy!
Me: Stop it ya'll. Im crazy, bas? happy?
A: *puts an arm around me* Enough for today, lets get you ice cream
Gau: *to A* you are wrapped around her finger bro!
Me: Im worth it! *shows the finger*
There we go again!
Thads: Did you see the pain and gain trailer?
Me: OF COURSE! dwanyetherockjohnson! somuchlove
Thads: Yeah! \m/ he's awesome
Me: Anything with dwaynetherockjohnson is sooo awesome
Me: I cant wait for Fast n the furious
Me: And iron man 3!
Thads: And Thor and 300 and wolverine and hangover
Thads: you are sucha guy man!
Baking 420 part2!
Me: my apple pie's done. want some?
A: Bon Apetit!
Me: but wait it needs to rest
A: Oh so put it on the bed then!
Me: how high are you sunshine?
Me: I went to the store they didnt have apple pop tarts, you know i hate banana and i want browines but i didnt have enough cash, so baking instead! :D
Me: iknowright? thanks!
A: Its a good thing you didn't walk into a chemist. If you wouldn't get meds, you'd make them yourself
Me: You are the best stoner ever! :*
So happy to hear from me?
Me: I fell down and my head hurts
A: soo happy to hear from me?
Me: I cant believe you said that! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
A: Yeah thought lets make you laugh a little
Me: Head still hurts though
A: Enough now!
I find freedom in backseats, Driving in circles, in drugstores, In parking lots. We drink cheap Rum and smoke cheap cigarettes. We are too young and we are Going nowhere but with our Eyes shut it sometimes feels Like we can go anywhere. I don’t know much about art or Literature or films, I am not your Sophisticated type. I watch silly Movies about people I want to be I read books that make me...
Sometimes I wonder if there’s ever going to be a point where there will be no need to ask questions. When I can just see and accept things as they are without being critical or skeptical or suspicious. My short life has been one long rhetoric. Question after question after question, wringing the colour out of the colourful, beating the air out of the balloon. I have grown accustomed to suffocating...
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...– On the Road by Jack Kerouac
Life is NOT what you make of it.
You know they say “life is what you make it”, it never is. You cant make your life. Its given to you, your parents, your friends, your likes, dislikes, its all given to you all you do is learn to live with it. You cant change shit all you do is accept it, the way it comes, you cant “make” anything out of it. And the faster you realize that you cant do nothing about it,...
My ovaries boomed just like a nukebomb →
Need i say more?
I feel like we could make a book full of pictures...
Its an Ingrid Michaelson and Wuthering Heights...
.College. Joanna. Als. Janta. Als. Candies. Sapan+Sahil. Carter. throw in a lot of cigarettes, a few beers and a quarter of rum and texts from this awesome guy i know. Thats how my monday was. Awesome.
“HAVE YOU EVER” 1. had sex? Yes2. bought condoms? No 3. gotten pregnant? No 4. failed a class? Yes 5. kissed a boy? Yes 6. kissed a girl? Yes 7. had a job? Yes 8. left the house without my wallet? Yes 9. bullied someone on the internet? No 10. sexted? Yes 11. had sex in public? No 12. smoked weed? Yes 13. smoked cigarettes? Yes 14. smoked a cigar? Yes 15. drank alcohol? Yes 16. been to a wedding?...
Theres no pleasing you.
“Theres no pleasing you” Someone say that to me the other day. And it was like a brick in my face. I dont generally expect things from people or any have any expectations regarding anything at all. But those words, they just..i dont know how to put my thoughts into words. i feel like shit.
: Friends →
loqui: I dreamed of you last night and it was wrong. Throwing all the easiness, the teasing and the carefree away… I went down on you in a hotel room. We’d stayed up drinking and laughing and taking the piss out of some trashy film and turned it off and dared each other to do stupid things and suddenly…
Is it possible?
Is it possible for two people to love the same song as much as the other one for/since the same amount of time so much so that its their ringtone and the song plays on loop in both their heads all the time and that its all they talk about to their friends when they dont even know whats going on with the other ones life? It just happened. Its an eerie coincidence or what i dont know. Same song. I...
2 DAYS TO GO FOR TIESTO INDIA TOUR!
Molly made me a mushball
G why cant we just get a fucking approval! of things 12:37am T coz that would be too easy, wont iT? 12:37am Gauri Kadam i noe its like looking into the future , and killing all surprises , but still 12:38am T the fun in sneaking kisses in class and holding hand when the entire world is against you is nothing compared to...