a few years ago, i saw a guy at the mosque during eid and for the first time my lil teenage heart had a crush(for lack of a better word). that evening he came to my cousin’s house. i showed him the cats and all and was giggling the whole night
a random ammumma came upto me and asked “mole oru karyam choichotte?” i was expecting something about maybe my septum or something but then she goes “molu big bossil ondarnu? ente mon paranju molu big bossileyann”. for a brief moment i felt the taste of fame.
i wish i didn’t grieve so much over the people i’ve drifted apart from. it is one of the feelings i find most difficult to handle. and knowing that the number of people i grieve will just become more over the years is crumbling me rn
i feel so emotional. randomly started grieving the people i’ve drifted apart from. started crying because i’m proud of how much a friend has grown since i know them. what is happening
showering is not enough i need to take my brain out and soak it in cold water and keep it under running hot water and then soak it in cold water again.
i will not let people walk all over me i will not let people walk all over me i will not let people walk all over me i will not let people walk all over me i will not let people walk all over me i will not let people walk all over me i will not let people walk all over me i will
loose - not firmly or tightly fixed in place; detached or able to be detached.
eg : "a loose tooth"
lose - to fail to win or to misplace something
eg : “I hate to lose in chess” or “Don't lose your key.”
SIL bought a pair of jeans from zara. It fit her like a glove. She saw my story of the boycott list and decided to return it.
She was an “apolitical” person. Things are changing. Keep talking!
i’ve always struggled with my sense of self and until very recently nobody’s been of much help. my parents mostly dismissed my interests until i got to a point where i don’t find anything interesting anymore/ don’t know if something interests me. then i started mirroring people