You’re the ache and the ruin, the mess I fell into without hesitation.
Living with depression is like watching people around you breathing but instead your blue lips inhale words of self-hatred and you know you should be able to fill your lungs with fresh oxygen like everyone else but you can’t and the worst part is people mistake your chest frantically rising up and down as breathing when really you’re suffocating.
I wasn’t willing to pretend I wasn’t damaged anymore.
He steals dreams from her dead eyes every night and pens them down into his diary with his tears.
Some people click great pictures. Some write well. Some excel in their profession. Some are just genuinely nice. The last set is underrated.
Blooming and withering both are inevitable. Let’s stay graceful in the process.
I’m not alone. You’re always here, in my heart, between each breath, folded in the lines of my palm.
I am too calm to be claimed by your chaos.
India, where English is a medium to ‘Impress’ not ‘Express’...
I’m not sure that I’m ready for you to start asking about the scars.
Grow up! The new year is not going to change anything. Things will get worse. You can change the year, not the mentality of people.
No one hugs, everyone is busy comforting with words.
You don’t realize but broken pieces aren’t meant to fit. They are meant to remain scattered. They are destined to look like an art.
India is a country where people take seconds and Judges take years to judge anyone.
I would listen a thousand nights to a soul that’s hurting but have not a second for those who destroy others because of their own pain.
People say you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone... truth is, you knew what you had, you just thought you’d never lose it.
Some people are empty. Some people are full of nothing.
Fall in love and you’ll know how easy it is to be jealous.
Be prepared to be homeless if you’re into making people your home.
Dogs leave the stupid concept of personal space to humans and do what they like.