Afraid that I'll ask my mom "Kya main itni buri hu maa?" and she'll agree and point out my galtiya .
i hate you drank less water headache i hate you slept too little headache i hate you slept too much headache i hate you too stressed out to function headache i hate you forgot to eat headache i hate you excessive screen time headache i hate you cried too much headache i hate you exercised too little headache i hate you no reason headache i hate you
being the eldest daughter feels like being a son atp cos im helping my dad mount the tv onto the wall ðŸ˜
the world is a cruel harsh evil place *had to get out of bed*
I am more stressed about the world Cup finals than my own finals
yeah sex is as always cool but will u ever walk with me in rain.
Aphrodite took the day off.
Battlescars on shoulderblades, crimson marks in willowy shapes. Chapped lips, naked eyes. Raw. Naive.
The mirror evades her calls, face hidden in pictures. Never truly seen. Never really found. Myth orates Aphrodite looks like the person the watcher is in love with. The observer's eye shapes her nose, paints her flesh, gives her a body to haunt. Shapeshifter. Fluid. Divine.
But what does she see in the mirror? A face? A smile? A touch? Or a soul?
What do you see in your mirror?
-Ritika Jyala, What do you see in your mirror?
(here's the visualizer)
girltry girlcry girlbye