is this what first hand tumblr experience looks like
shrimpboys. crabgirls. is that anything
INTRODUCTION OF SORTS…
Hope is a new thing for those who have been lost too long. I am in love with my future but I am scarred of what it might become.— Me (high on some random happy moment which washed away too soon) This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates. Honestly I don’t know why I am even trying…
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The up, The down and everything between.
THE UP
Its like the wind on the summer evening,
playing with your hair and making you smile.
The night sky is full with stars,
you can see the constellations you read about,
when you were 13.
There is music playing, ‘Its good to be back, no longer alone”
Your curve upwards and you let out a breath
you never knew you were holding.
There is dust on your face, but you…
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THE END OF THE DECADE.
The 2010’s are ending in six hours… the thing is that I have been contemplating about writing this article for like 10 hours, or ten days, a month. End of the decade it is and we can do nothing about it. The funny thing is that past ten years have been life changing for everyone because we all grew up, some of us started the decade as 18 year olds , some stared the decade as 10 year olds, some of…
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Person: call me
Me: has 34 panic attacks
Me: questions my existence
Me: nope (while having a meltdown)
Person: okay
Me starts feeling guilty
As a girl who is just steeping in the real life....my indian parents have made me go through this fear a lot and one day even when I wont be ready in know this will come true.
ME: the day I join TUMBLR my first post is going to be funny and people will die laughing.
ALSO ME: (First day at Tumblr) I have no idea how to post anything. I am not funny. Why did i came to this site. I'll die alone.
One day you will realize that you are not the center of the world and that...is...okay.
someone who realized this long ago.
Just a girl who is going through anxiety and awkwardness. Walking on the roads of life, learning lessons, writing poetry, living stories, capturing moments and making weird, bad, and pathetic puns.
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