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khyaali-baatein · 1 year
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I have been saving this since last year. Happy Earth Day everyone.
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khyaali-baatein · 1 year
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Desiblr, I wanna know if you write in cursive or in print. Apni pehchaan na sahi.. Apne haatho ki likhawat par hi jaan qurbaan krvado kisi ki. For I just wanna feel the way it would feel to recieve handwritten letters from y'all.
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khyaali-baatein · 2 years
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Man. Idk. Idk how to put it.
But like everybody's talking same
Also romanticising, love language, <3, aes
I want to gatekeep it to tumblr lmao
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khyaali-baatein · 2 years
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Natalie Diaz, “Manhattan Is a Lenape Word.” Postcolonial Love Poem
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Memoirs of love
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MEAN GIRLS (2004) dir. Mark Waters
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My mom says she is not like her mother but she lot like her
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crabs on standby lads
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Queen Elizabeth has died......charles...
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― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.]
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khyaali-baatein · 2 years
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My friend is suicidal while i am away from her. The helplessness is eating me
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― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea
[text ID: I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.]
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