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okay girl, i get it. you’re very empathetic, you feel things deeply, you mourn petals falling off if trees. but flowers were always meant to bloom, be held, be plucked, and to wilt. that’s natural and that’s their entire story arc. if you’re going to ache, let it be for something that actually matters. ache for a planet that’s literally burning, ache for economies collapsing, ache for lives shaped by poverty, for systems that don’t care if someone survives another day, ache for things that fucking matter. save your sadness and empathy for what isn’t supposed to fall apart but is anyway.

it doesn't just go away, does it?

imagine deactivating your instagram because of your insignificant other. man i didn’t even deactivate my instagram for exams. i can’t even remember the last time i did it. is this rock bottom? yikes saumya! fuck you!

tired and saumya go hand-in-hand atp. having-no-energy and saumya are best buddies.

i hope it's okay to be average at everything you love.

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"kutte ka naam masakali rakh dene se kutta kabootar nhi ban jata"

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i think i'm inventing new types of worry and ways to suffer.