I wrote something.
And made my friend sing it.
And well, here it is.
The lyrics go:
Akhan mila ke akhan us da bana de mainu
Make our eyes meet, and make me hers
Khud nu zameen te te usnu arshan te rakha
I promise i'll be on the ground and keep her in the sky
Usnu meri jaan te usda bana de mainu
Make her my life my soul and make me her's
Nahi kuch karna te likhna sikhade mainu
And if you won't do anything, then just make me a poet
Mannya mai mainu eh mohabbatan da vall ni
I know, i'm not "experienced" and an "expert" in love
Meriyan ibadatan di usnu khabar ni
But she doesn't know or understand my devotion
Sidhi jahi gall e rabba os da bana de mainu
Look, God, I'm telling you, just make me her's.
Nahi kuch karna te likhna sikhade
And if you can't just make me a poet, then.
I agree with every word. But I think it won't be on a noisy day. Not on a day too much happens. It'll just be a normal boring day, that you wake up go to work, laugh at your coworkers lame/brilliant(depending on their mental capacity) jokes, and it'll just be over in the afternoon. We'd all be doing something mundane, and the humdrum activities will busy us and we won't be thinking of anything. And then it'll be over. Just like we were never there.
How will the world end?
it’s genuinely not something i think too much about. there are people to love and dishes to do in the meantime.
-William Shakespeare, Sonnet-23
grounding techniques, ok 5 things i can see. ugly man. shitty palm tree. clear evidence of air pollution. conservative bumper stickers. roadkill. why do i feel worse
G-guys, I know this is a terrible sketch, but update:
That's exactly what happened. The worst fears were realised.
...cheers.
"I am afraid of a lot of things, but mostly, most sincerely I am afraid of being completely unravelled by you and you finding nothing you want in here"
-L. M. Dorsey, She is made of chalk.
When I was young and my heart was an open book,
I used to say live and let live
But when this ever changing world
Makes you give in and cry
Bo Burnham, Make Happy (2016) // Inside (2021)
nick miller is truly the most relatable character of all time
I hate tumblr. I HATE THIS WEBSITE.
Ajab apna haal hota jo visal-e-yaar hota
kabhi jaan sadqe hoti kabhi dil nisar hota
Strange my state would have been, if my beloved had come to see me,
Sometimes I would surrender my heart, sometimes my soul to her
_DAGH DEHLVI
here's to finding someone who loves me as much as Franz Kafka loves whoever the fuck he wrote those letters for
-What are you?-To define is to limit. They call me voltage. Because I've got a lot of potential, but I'm mostly negative.
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