the flowers of gulmohar, yes.
In India we don't have Cherry Blossoms we have strong winds blowing red flowers with small petals in your hand that tell you the same thing
Promise. Promise. Promise.
Hope. Hope. Hope.
Love. Love. Love.
Reblog and put in the tags a song or songs that makes you feel like everything is going be okay.
no but i so want this.
parent-child dynamics are soooo crazy. i love you i resent you i can't stand you i adore you i pity you. and still watching your hair get a little more grey every time i see you makes my stomach feel weird
sorry I didn't mean to start tearing up as soon as I start trying to talk about my feelings, my bad
intelligent people turn me on
#it was the "thankyou" for me
i was talking to my bf over the phone and it was only when his brother came into the room that we said goodbye. except he accidentally didn't cut the call. and i could hear what he and his brother were saying.
his brother: aap dono kitna baat karte ho, is there anything shanti didi could do that’ll make you break all ties with her?
*silence*
his brother: bhaiya muskura kyu rahe ho this is a genuine question
nitya: muskura isliye raha hu kyunki there’s nothing she could do that’ll make me break all ties with her. yeh ladki mera murder kar sakti hai aur mai use thank you bolunga
his brother: chiiii yaar aap romantic ho gaye mai jaa rha hu
*laughter*
I'M CRYING MERI JAAN I LOVE YOU
As an adult I think me and all my friends should all have matching schedules and work like 20 hours a week and also everyone lives within 15 minutes of each other why is that so much to ask
Bitch hurt me so much I started reading Bhagavad Gita
no of men in my life = no. of issues in my life.