I cried alot in front of her on call, yet usko fark nhi pra. Ab itne patthar dil hote h log. Wiswas uth jayega sabse 

Hum bhi yahii haii aap bhi yahii ho batao story Dil halka hojata haii

Public discussion nahi karna toh dm me bata do 👀

Breakup

I just texted a really toxic ex to never contact me ever again. I've been trying to muster up strength to actually cut him off and now I finally did it ..on April Fools though 😅 Anyways, I feel like I did the right thing. Sometimes my heart aches a bit..but there are other guys out there worth my time  I guess?

Relationships

Life is just unfair don't you think?

3am Thoughts

I dont feel good. I am frustrated with my life. I am female towards my late 20s - unemployment, had a bad break-up, unmarried.
This covid situation has made it all worst, i list my job. Unemployed since a year now. Staying with parents, this the most irritating part. Had a bad breakup, still i wish him to call me sometime, which he don't. 
After all this i want to get married and so here i am not getting suitable match. Life is shit right now. I can no longer live with my parents. I want to move out and work but due to covid situation i am not able to get a job......
This all and things at home, same routine n home is making me sick. I am usually frustrated and the edge of crying. I want to runaway. I cannot see anything possitive happen in my life anytime soon. 

Frustration

Adulting

I am currently in love with the story of Icarus it conveys a very beautiful message
Here's a little backstory of him


(According to the story, Daedalus, a mythical inventor, created wings made of feathers and wax to escape from Crete where he and his son, Icarus, were held captive by King Minos. Icarus, however, ignored his father's warnings and flew too close to the sun. His wings melted and he fell into the sea where he met his end)
 



:-Here is what they don't tell you:

Icarus laughed as he fell. Threw his head back and yelled into the winds, arms spread wide, teeth bared to the world.

(There is a bitter triumph in crashing when you should be soaring.)

The wax scorched his skin,
ran blazing trails down his back, 
his thighs,his ankles, his feet. 
Feathers floated like prayers past his fingers,close enough to snatch back.
where the wings joined the harness. The sun painted everything in shades of gold.

Death breathed burning kisses against his shoulders,

(There is a certain beauty in setting the world on fire and watching from the centre of the flames.)

-Fiona







Overthinking kills

Loss

How's Sunday?

Acquaintance

Hey 
I want to talk to someone who's mature enough in his/her thoughts.. and has life experiences n can help me take a decision.. 
I would be grateful if I find someone like that here.. thank you


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