bullshitting to all

wannabe hogi tu (thankyou😡)

study physics for 1.5hr, fuck ppl on internet

it's universal thing to rain on this day

thanks, means a lot ❤

thank you joel, thank you so much

19 years of silence atmost.

they were right about mid-life crisis

there's very little thing in our life that is free

'Youre so much more than you look'

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or when they compliment them, like mf "only i admire them, that's mine"

even their slight attention towards anybody other than me, feels me up in envy.

the jealousy i feel against things or people i consider mine is unreal

imagine talking to people who don't listen! pure rage

even making a single logical fact in front a mindless person is worthless.

there's nothing written on the ceiling, the ceiling is white. it is always there, but you have never touched it before. The answers to life's big questions won't fall from the sky. Good luck with that. But still you look up in dire times, and take pictures of pretty sunsets. The world is secretly beautiful and you know it. but in this big strange life, it feels like you know little less. In 19th century literature, characters who get caught in the rain always fall terribly ill. Often this causes a start of romance. you were always a flippant about the rain but things feel a little different now, now you learn that you're not invincible. A tragic rain-soaked kiss will have consequences. There used to be days, where you'd wait and wait to get a text from her. Now you just wait for this feeling to pass. There are things that i gotta do. What will i make of myself in this life? To what should i put my time to? but there's so much you don't know so much out of my control sometimes you already feel 80 years old, because of your bafflement at the way world changes. Like, Come on! To make it in this world, you gotta roll with it Can you roll with it? How bad do you want it? What will you give to get there? but also, maybe, what you most desire is to love somebody sincerely in the rain. - Ina Aram (inafinity)

there's nothing written on the ceiling, the ceiling is white. it is always there, but you have never touched it before. The answers to life's big questions won't fall from the sky. Good luck with that. But still you look up in dire times, and take pictures of pretty sunsets. The world is secretly beautiful and you know it. but in this big strange life, it feels like you little less. In 19th century literature, characters who get caught in the rain always fall terribly ill. Often this causes a start of romance. you were always a flippant about the rain but things feel a little different now, now you learn that you're not invincible. A tragic rain soaked kiss will have consequences. There used to be days, where you'd wait and wait to get a text from her. Now you just wait for this feeling to pass. There are things that i gotta do. What will i make of myself in this life? To what should i put my time to? but there's so much you don't know so much out of my control sometimes you already feel 80 years old, because of your bafflement at the way world changes. Like, Come on! To make it in this world, you gotta roll with it