Made Sure No One Was Left Out But Turns Out I Was One Being Left Out

When the pain becomes too much to explain. When we’ve done everything we could, and still watched it all fall apart, we tell ourselves it was fate. Bcuz sometimes, no matter how hard we try, things don’t work out. People leave. Dreams break. Plans fall through. And we sit with the pieces, wondering if it was ever in our hands to begin with. We call it Naseeb—not because we’re weak, but because we’re human. Letting go and believing it was meant to be… sometimes that’s the only way to choose peace over endless questions.

When things fall apart and we’re too tired to try again, we call it fate.

It’s easier that way—blaming the stars instead of facing how much we’ve lost, or how much we couldn’t fix. Sometimes we gave everything and still ended up with nothing. So we tell ourselves it wasn’t meant to be. And in the silence that follows, we live with all the “what ifs” we’ll never get answers to.

The relationships that bring us pain, we must learn to let go of them, no matter how much it hurts. It may feel unbearable now, but sometimes, walking away is the only way to find peace. They may return one day, but by then, they will no longer hold a place in our hearts. Because the truth is, they never come back out of love or appreciation—they return only when regret consumes them, when they realize what they lost.

The ones who caused our suffering, the ones whose words or actions made us cry, may not see our worth today. But time has a way of revealing everything. The pain they gave us today will turn into the regret that haunts them tomorrow. And when they finally understand what they lost, when they wish they could turn back time, it will be too late.

I am, as the poets say, a disaster.

the hypocrisy of being human; the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing.

“Someone will love you, but someone isn’t me.”

— Halsey

I noticed you have Laila Majnu's first date scene as your background cover, and I did not just scream. I can not tell you how many times I have watched that movie and cried so hard every time. The scenes, songs, emotions—oh my god, I could go on and on about what I loved. I am rambling now. I suddenly burst out in joy. Please do not mInd me, sorry. Have a good day 😭

wow i appreciate your love for laila majnu and the movie deserves that. i too love that movie so much there is so much emotions i love everything about it.<333

“And when you told me what your favorite book was, I bought it and read it over and over… trying to find pieces of you in it.”

— Unknown

You ever write a line and immediately question if you stole it from somewhere? Like the line is so good, how the fuck did I, me, write this?

for some reason the most romantic thing i can think of is someone saying your name. the way it's supposed to be said. early in the morning. late at night. mouth full of food. a whisper. in sob. in laughter. stuttering. idk there's something about it that means more to me.

hum ne mana ki taghaful na karoge lekin

khak ho jaenge hum tum ko khabar hone tak