When you’re raised by an emotionally immature parent, 

you’re told over and over again 

how much they did for you, 
what they sacrificed
and how difficult life was with you.

Self esteem is damaged and your core belief becomes: 

“I am a burden.”

You're not a burden. Always remember that. 

Forgive them. And detach yourself from your old self. 

You can heal.

Personal Win

Whoever has my voodoo doll please kiss it's forhead I really need it

Other

Yaar mai kaise batau use ki mujhe vo nhi balki uski mummy pasand hai... 🥺

Confusion

Mountains are funny at all....













They are just HILL AREAS


😂😂😂😂😂

Disorders

Is it that  if we start loving someone , there is no going back... even if u know they can never bhi urs !!! Is there any way to get out of their thoughts

Who are you when no one's watching ?

Alcohol

Anyone is there to talk to me, who I alone like me. 

Lonely

i hate my father,i know it may be a bit rude for me to say this but he is horrible,why would someone humiliate his daugter in front of his friends just bc.she did not hear him calling her,he callnig her a stupid,cow or even a bit*h,i just cant bc.this is not the first time...

Now&Me Feedback

Sometimes I close my eyes and paint these walls a different colour. I imagine I'm wearing warm socks and sitting by a fire. I imagine someone's given me a book to read, a story to take me away from the torture of my own mind. I want to be someone else somewhere else with something else to fill my mind. I want to run, to feel the wind tug at my hair. I want to pretend that this is a story within a story. That this cell is just a scene, that these hands don't belong to me, that this window leads to somewhere beautiful if only I could break it. I pretend this pillow is clean, I pretend this bed is soft. I pretend and pretend and pretend until the world becomes so breathtaking behind my eyelids that I can no longer contain it. :)

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