yeah sex is as always cool but will u ever walk with me in rain.
What is life if not a series of oh fucks
The intimacy of non materialistic things, of holding hands, of the art of remembering little details. The beauty of that secret little eye contact, of that shy smile, of that old school love. The purity of knowing a person inside out to loving their soul.
Ngl sweats and tshirts and formal button ups and flannels and hoodies have been my love for a long ass time
But with the festivities and wedding seasons, dressing up the traditional desi way makes me feel beautiful and grateful of being a woman
shampoo & conditioner… aka the “salt & pepper” of being in the shower. 1 reblog = 1 agree. cheers
So damn accurate.
what's wrong babe you've barely touched your potential even though all your elementary teachers really liked you and said you were gifted and that you were going to do great things
Being a Desi would include ~
Blaming everything on nazar, craving for gol gappe randomly, Hollywood is ok but watching "YEH JAWANI HAI DIWANI","JAB WE MET","OM SHANTI OM" is Oye hoye oye,
Wearing silver jewellery because you can't trust yourself with gold one's,crying when someone yells at you,listening "sheila ki jawani" for vibe, crying at Arijit Singh's songs,Making maggi and pakoras the moment rain comes, loving chai,and dancing on "SAWAAR LOON "cause why not?
Tbh, being Desi is such a blessing ✨