What the world looked like to my seven year old self, who was having fun in her Nani's home. Running in the backyard with her feet covered in mud, the childish laugh of happiness echoed behind her with the chirping of birds accompanying her.
April 28, 1913 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
lost my cool*
i hate emojis
the onslaught of emoji's ew
I hope you are taking your meals on time
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Volume 1 1931-1934
Ughhhhh somebody hit me with a brick please
कभी तो किसी को इश्क़ होगा हमसे भी बेपनाह कभी तो कोई हमारी तस्वीर भी अपने बटुए में संजोएगा