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i wonder if i am the only one who talks to her parents Formally...n whenever i get a call ..i literally clears my throat first than picks up call. . . Umm..like if i m talking to some bosss.ss...forget it.
I see my father as cash cow and he sees me as a slave ,not daughter
N mother, well i dont know how a mother's hug feels like...
If someone checks my cellphone , i dont have my father's no. Saved. Though we never call each other..but still. . .
N here i am wondering forever why i keep living, just solely because my eyes do opens Next Day...
Ufff..šš
-Meš¤
What is your definition of beauty? I see beauty in so many things from moments to sunsets to music and people but im sure beauty looks different to others. Tell me what your definition of beauty is
years
why am i thinking about you? why are you in my head after all these years? iāve let it go, the memories, everything. so why is it that any little thing is making me think about you?
people come and ask me āhave you had your first loveā then first thing that comes in mind is you. yeah you probably werenāt my first love but then i think, what if we never ended things? what if i never ended things?
but weāll never know because you obviously donāt think about me and wonder about these things. plus youāve moved on.