Read somewhere that "grief is a love's souvenir"

The height difference I want

Premenstrual stress/anger/sadness are the shittest feelings on Earth

Ive got serious attachment issues

Unki awaz sunney k lyey taras jatey hain ham

In the words of dad "raat k bad hamesha din hota hai". So i should begin to believe this.

This aunty who was dying to have her son married to me before I had cancer Today called my mom and said “Muniba se kahein na apne bhai ke liye rishta dhoond de” I know Allah has written my naseeb but the world can be funny and brutal

Zindgi bhar unki bat mani magar, jatey jatey yeh keh gaye k hamarey bagair jeena seekh lena.

My love for him was so real that even when every bit of me has died and shattered into pieces, my heart still yearns for him.

X app pe friends achey miltey hain lenin is mulk mein ye app itni fazul chalti hai agley din kesey bolain lets switch?

Grief is love's souvenir. It's our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well.

Officially i have 3 options i) die alone ii) date a girl iii) dumb down and date a boy

Yeh duniya theek si the jab baba they. Ab sab theek hai, par kuch bhi theek nahi hai.

Kitna pyar krtey they baba

Haal tou puchtey hain log par, unki awaz main he puchey kui.

School waley kash decision making he sikha detey, main kya karo y=x ka