i dont "situationship" i dont "rebound" i dont "jokingly flirt" i LOVE with my WHOLE HEART and if it doesnt work i KILL myself

I’m lowkey obsessive but I’m kinda nonchalant about it so it’s okay

In my hometown we say "may your trials end in full bloom"

we have diseases like pcos, fibromyalgia, endometriosis which significantly reduces a woman’s quality of life w no treatment and women are told to just deal w it but yes let’s cure male patterned baldness

gestures to make you more elegant and feminine

i've never felt so purple i feel like a dormant volcano filled with purple confetti about to combust any moment. this is a fever dream you guys

girls will survive abuse, heartbreak, grief, and unspeakable tragedies and still move through the world with kindness and compassion, but one minor inconvenience in a man’s childhood and he spends the rest of his life terrorizing and poisoning everyone around him

fuck pcos. fuck doctors for not knowing enough about women’s bodies. fuck environmental factors for delaying my period and for giving me mental illness. fuck bpd. fuck bloating. fuck the feeling of third degrees burns I feel with every emotion.

This is the most shining through the city with a little funk and soul and borahae i've felt in a very long time

apobangpo for the rest of my fucking life man

if non muslims saw how terrible our sleep schedules get during ramadan they’d go into anaphylactic shock i think

being a woman and having the chul to call out every desi stereotype in a very brown household is not for the weak

finding out you don't know shit is a very important part of the learning process

when i agree with a tweet but then i see the tl being against it

you want them to go back to the LY era to heal your wounds again, but this time is about healing theirs

you say you see so much of yourself in your bias yet deny yourself the same grace and kindness you show to him. hm.

i hate pakistan but then i watch some of our films and dramas and listen to our music and visit an art exhibition set up by graduate students and read our urdu fiction and poetry and eat a mango. and. realize that our art and our people keeps my love for us alive.