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kaash vo mujhse timepass ke liye hi sahi par baat kar le. kaash tarot card vali didi ki baat sach ho jaaye. kaash-

aaj toh spam ho gya. bye yaar.

mother can i crawl into your bosom and cry until the well of my tears are all dried up

ye ribbon aur green kitne relatable h. how to forward everything they post?

also, i don't like people who find potty jokes unfunny, what else y'all are laughing at? racism? misogyny? 😡👎🏾

pls dont mind me if i say useless details i wasn't heard when i was a kid so idkwhattoshareandwhatnotto

today has been so harsh. it was so long and draining to my spirit and i keep thinking, quite stubbornly, that i must not carry this feeling into tomorrow but where does a feeling end, and where do i begin? i keep trying to psychoanalyse everything but it only gets worse and worse. i keep trying not to think about it all but it again keeps getting worse and it only multiplies and branches into smaller and smaller questions, until i am lost inside myself. all i want is to simply keep crying until the well of tears runs barren. there’s this strong desire to accuse the heavens for their cruel design but even this solace is denied for me, for i am burdened with this merciless awareness that there is no god to hear, no god to blame.

you should be allowed to tell your friend you hate them so much and you don’t want to talk anymore without it affecting the relationship.

I miss reading wimpy kid and dork diaries in school bus

why do people automatically assume that you're sad if you’re sitting alone

potty problems are the real problems

personal dancing girl