Ok...f**k...i Didn't Expect This... It's Hurting Now, Damn It
Ok...f**k...i didn't expect this... it's hurting now, damn it
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Kal mere exams hai aur mere lakshan dekhke lag raha hai ki mai vacation pe nikal Rahi hu...hey prabhu...
Ohh I'm loving this! Carats bring it on!
Ok so here we go, this post is for baby carats:
Scoups is the maknae
Joshua is the most normal member of seventeen
Jeonghan is an angel and hates cheating
Jun is the most predictable member
Hoshi is a hamster
Wonu is the coldest member of seventeen
Woozi is the tallest member
DK radiates dark energy
Mingyu is the shortest member
Myungho is not savage at all
Seungkwan is the leader
Vernon is the most boring member
Dino is not pi cheolin
....Iykyk
kehte hai ki ishq se bada koi rog nahi....
kaun kehta hai beyy, cancer ka naam suna hai, wo zinda shareer aur uske qamaye paise dono ko hi jala deta hai
P.S. my humor is broken, sorry lol🥲🤡
The bi-sexual urge to date a desi woman, buy her jhumkas, wear matching Kurtis, look at her hands adorned with bangles, style her hair for and give random kisses on the cheeks, buy her a gajra and put it in her hair for her, look at her beautiful eyes enhanced by kajal, watch our favourite movies, here her loud laughter of pure joy, walk together while eating ice cream...and what not...
maybe falling in love isn't that bad...
Many people talk about the overachiever elder siblings, but nobody has spoken of the pains of an elder sibling who has more academic achievements but couldn't pursue their passions and hobbies due to the pressure given by their parents and other useless gharwales. Those gharwales that taunt you every chance they get, and try to cage you within the boundaries of the home. Once you get your own room, they keep telling you how you've "snatched" the room from your sibling and how you have a lot of mental and physical space. The irony is that the very mental space being preached about is constantly destroyed by them. They don't even know how they've become the most traumatic experience of your life and how they've broken a big part of your soul and snatched your liveliness away from your life. They don't know that watching your sibling being loved and nurtured in every way possible satisfies your heart but also hurts to the bottom of your heart that you aren't being nurtured yet. Sometimes, we wish we weren't the first one...the heck with that...we are forced to wish that our existence is the biggest burden to their lives.
I'm sorry for the long post, but I couldn't stop thinking about it.