I Hate It When My Brain Gets VERY Creatively Active At The Most Weirdest Of Time Cuz Now I Have To Write

(Bengali)New Year, No Me? *laughs hysterically with subterranean agonising pain*

Peace in Love?

Growing up in a family where love was but a superficial concept among two individuals who claimed to be in love but actually wouldn't think twice before pulling the trigger on each other, I didn't get to understand what love meant.

Romeo and Juliet's story is stereotypically considered to be a great love story but were they really in love? Or did they love the idea of being in love? Sigh, what are you, love?

How crazy it is to think a simple four letter word could have so many meanings depending on who uses it, how they use it, when they use it or why they use it. But um wait, it could be absolutely be meaningless to someone else too. You could think someone is in love with you without realising that they lead you on perfectly. Sigh, anyways moving on.

I have been in love a lot times, but do I know what it actually means? No, but I do for sure know how it feels to be in love. It's so bitter-sweet, so painful yet such a beautiful feeling. It's like getting your soul crushed into a mould just to let it get built by your lover again hoping they do it with care. It's like a baby bird trying to learn how to fly, taking a leap of faith fully aware they might either fall to death or fly higher in the blue mesmerizing sky. It is as if "to love" is "to gamble", "to love" is to "take the risk". You never know if it was worth it unless you give it a try.

Love is not just having lovely moments, it's like a going through a storm and if you're true to yourself and your lover, you'll be just fine with a few scratches maybe but that's all. Love was never just peace, it is a fight, but it's the one you don't fight with eachother but fight for one another. To love is to understand eachother even in the silence. To love is to respect eachother boundaries. To love is to let go of ego and embrace selfless love for one another cuz what goes around come back too.

Meet me, I'm half a daughter, half an apology.

If I ask you "where are you now?" and you don't reply with "Atlantis" sorry you're going to my blocklist.

Tumblr walkers exist?!? THEY ARE SO NICE WTH⁉️💞 ~59770

Can I talk to you about my love for Alan Walker for 15 hours straight and call it a date pls?

Does your heart sink a little like mine does whenever I see those same sparkle of your eyes in your recent group pictures which I first saw when I held your hand and called you mine for the first time, or were your "I love you"s just a lie like the saying "boys don't cry"?

At the end of the day, it's not the boy that made you write poems either with tears in your eyes, or blood on your wrists or both.

It's the one that made you love the idea of living like a kid in this crucial world, where death seemed the perfect way to escape the reality to everyone but you, as his love brought you nothing but peace.

"My life is miserable, nothing is happening as it shou-"

"OH MY GOD PAWS AWWWWWH 😭😭💕💕💕💕"

Oh, you think you're safe now?

Nothing can deliver you from these paws!

Vita Sackville-West // Unknown