Khair mubarak ❤️
I am poetry.
I’m the snake.
makes me feel “self-centred” at this point. dealing with so much shit all the time and ranting about it makes me feel like everything just revolves around me and my fuckups.
🌚🤙🏽+1 answer in: “Nashay diye band bottlay tinu ghat ghat main peena. 😍 meri mehru 🙈”
What even ?
Mat karein, Saqib. Kuch kuch hota hai. 🌚
Screw that. Can we please focus on “ask.fm not cancelled” and “#stayatask”. NOW, THINK. Tf is ask acting like a desperate banda for.....
Mummy daddy burger bachiyan preaching about not liking the isolation and being forced to stay home ? Anni diye tuje pehlay bahir kon janae deta tha ? Sit your ass back down.
We old how you ?
I’ll “you okay” your ass to death if I care about you. 🤦🏻♀️
I’ll blame you for all the fuckery I end up doing. :’)
Toxic, unreliable and temporary relationships.
Not being able to trust people. eventually trusting a mother fucker only to get my heart broken all over again. Tis a game , Ahsan.
Hi, person. Who likes me yet can’t even get my name right.
Currently failing half my classes. Spending the day sleeping and the night being a veli aurat. But it’s fine I’m managing shit pretty well. I need someone to be my personal manager plisss. Someone manage me, I’m fucking my life up over here. :’)
The change in people’s attitude towards me once they know I’m attached to them.....yeah, that kills me.
DAMN, Look at me 👀
Destroyed it and walked away.
Last time I checked I wasn’t a game.
Take care of my heart for all the time we’re apart.
I look in the mirror, and don’t see me anymore. 🤷🏿♀️