I am again getting the urge to run away from all my friends, relatives, job and everyone. I just wish to live a worry free life. I just can't bear being with myself.

Sachin

I wish running was an option, but the  more we run the more we feel this worries inside us. This is eating me up. Can't face this, can't run away.

Broo same feeling 
I mean I am at that point in my life where everything is messed up in my life do much that I feel blank when I think about all of this I also just wanna run away to someplace where I'll be worry free and tention free 

Anxiety

" Do good, get good. Do bad, get bad."

Self Love

I really feel low. I kinda feel like I wanna let it out but it's hard for me to cry. I really wanna cry, i feel like I'll be okay if i cry but i couldn't. I really want someone to just sit near me, hug me tight, and offer their shoulder. 

3am Thoughts

I feel so gloomy. Bleh. Meh.
Even after chord cutting and n times learning lessona and taking it as some past life karmic punishment, my parents still behaved insane on Sunday. After living apart, i decided tocome back noticing some changes in them.
Today, after long i feel depressive again. Very gloomy. Very beh.
Very behind in  life compared to my other friends or everyone and anyone else i see.
And don't know what's in store for me...

Depression

Dar mujhe bhi lag raha hain faasla dekh kar
Rasta hain par batabaran nahi
Manzil hain dur par safar tayar karna Hain
Har din haatash hona jaise mere swavab main dheere dheere aa raha hain




One day this boy will look at me whole day and then other day he won't look at me . Why is he doing this?

Adulting

Why im still bother to my old bestfriend?
I cant still look her in her eyes 
Why seems i cant move one to her?
Its been years 
I want to let go
Why im still awkward to see her? 

Why no one replies to thoughts these days.. here?

एक फूल है जो मुरझाया नहीं है लेकिन मुरझाने वाला है। जिसका वापिस खिलना अब मुश्किल है। कितना कठिन है ये पड़ाव जहां दिमाग को जकड़ लिया है हर छोटी बड़ी चिंताओं ने। इतना बेबस कर दिया हालातों ने की अब अच्छा सोचा ही नही जाता। कभी कुछ अच्छा हो भी जाए तो लगता है जरूर कुछ गलत होने वाला है। या तो फूल खिला हो या मुरझाया, ये बीच का पड़ाव दुख देता है। हां एक शख्स था जिसने हाथ थामा था, जिसने फिर से महकना सिखाया था, फिर वही गायब हो गया। मुरझाते हुए फूल को मुरझाने का फिर एक कारण मिल गया। उस फूल में मुझे मेरा चेहरा दिखता है।

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