maybe this chest pain is real

or maybe it's just from excess smoking

coffee beats the insanity out of me

and they say why do i romanticize it so much?

bitch that's the only romance i have felt

life feels really good when you don't have to talk anybody and

drain your brain on people

good stuff

@

I'm an extrovert.
but I'm also a type of introvert who gets tired with people around him every interval.

thank you for making my day better

things i wanna do before i kill myself (a thread)

!!

!!

this day will easily go down as one of the best days of my life

this song will be remembered with senna forever.

forever young, senna

शमा कहे परवाने से परे चाला जा
मेरी तरह जल जाएगा यहा नहीं आ,
वो नहीं सुनता उसको जल जाना होता है,
हर खुशी से हर गम से बेगाना होता है|

I had a strange dream last night. I was in some kind of apocalypse—but there were no guns, only swords. Somehow, I was doing alright, fighting off enemies and managing to survive. I was almost excelling in swordsmanship.

Then, I met this woman. Out of nowhere, she challenged me. I was pretty confident I could take her, so I accepted (though, honestly, I would’ve accepted anyway). The fight began, and wow—she was good. She was probably about 10% better than me. Still, I found an opening and slashed her right through the abdomen. But while I was still in that stance, she literally pulled out a second sword and cross-slashed my chest.

The craziest part? I could actually feel myself getting cut—blood spilling out, and every time I moved, I felt the wound tearing open. It messed with my head how willing she was to put her life in danger just to find an opening to kill me. But I had made it this far, and my skills weren’t a joke either. If she was skilled with two swords, I was almost perfect with one.

We fought for another 5 or 6 minutes, and I felt every hit, every drop of blood. Then my friend showed up. He noticed her blind spot and shouted it out to me. In under a minute, I had my sword in her heart. She was totally defeated, but she made one last, desperate move—she drove both her swords into my stomach.

fucking bitch

and then i woke up