¡!bhoomi on hiatus❞

Never in my entire life did I think I'll find Salem's PS5 anywhere close to being relatable, AND THERE IT GOES DOING JUST THAT

Hey I have seen adhura , and  I think it's unfair  to both ninad and adhiraj.  I also read the two chapters  of this book and loved it so far. So please  if you will , please continue to write  

long roads update when???

College feels like a season of RuPaul's Drag Race 

Today the love of my life asked me if he was right for me.
          
          I stared at the ceiling in this cold, lonely room, hearing nothing but the wind from the fan and my own thoughts playing around in the meadow of my mind.
          
          There were several times I could recount where I had asked myself a similar question. "Am I right for him?"
          
          Without noticing I boarded a train to the memory lane, seeing all those moments that just gave you that satisfying click of a puzzle piece. May it be a weird topic of debate or a sudden discussion of life and death, a funny little anecdote or a cry against the cruel world— we went through heaven and hell and still somehow found ourselves here, down to earth.
          
          No two people may have all the similar ideas all the time, but that does not have to mean you are not mine.
          
          I may be upset, I may be angry, but do know that by the end of the day I'll always find my way back to you somehow, will keep myself occupied with the thoughts of us.
          
          So, yes, you are right for me, more right than anyone has ever been.

Went a bit overboard with the emotions, I apologise.
          Just needed some place to say things that have found an abode in my head. I feel really emotionally heavy and have grown a lot snappy as of late. It's weird.
          I apologise once again.

While he struggled to catch a breath, she suffocated in her own emotions that slowly are her up and left nothing.
          The words could never be spoken as she only wished to please and never to relent.
          She ate herself up inch by inch to hide away all those ugliness, forgetting to differentiate it from the parts that defined and made her herself yet everyone else.
          In this race of uniqueness, she slowly became a shell of what she used to be, calculating every single step to please her own Love.
          Love needs no pleasing. Love is unconditional.
          Yet her unconditional self could barely fit anywhere so she made the conditions and weighed herself down.
          The point of view grows more biased as slowly did she cut herself from the rest of the world.
          She grew selfish, in a way that she somehow managed to make herself a priority, deteriorating day by day.
          Now she was her own worst nightmare, a self centred narcissistic lunatic who couldn't even recognise herself.
          She ate her soul away.
          But Love is free, right?

✰. . . HELLO AUTHOR!!! How are you doing these days?

@UnfathomableStardust
          
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          Batao-

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