خدا اے کاش ہم کو خاک ہی رکھتا کہ پھر ہم بھی
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because what matters is surviving, by whatever means necessary?
People are so weird
کچھ دیکھوں تو توں دکھتا ہے
1. you're entertained.
2. you're annoyed and entertained, which is honestly your signature vibe.
damn, flirtatious AI
Fuzool ki peopling karny lag jati hun
Why does this cave of emptiness stays there, not filling, not vanishing, days, years passes but it's frozen in time. An untouchable agony. A consistent ache.
he looks at me, steady,unblinking, the way a wolf studies something it knows will run, and secretly hopes won't.
How long do I need to stay quiet
for my silence to become eloquent?
For it to get an effectiveness
that can make its audience understand
what’s not being said,
because that is what’s been said.
Salem gave him the eyes he was so fond of while gazing into his. "You didn't leave."
"You didn't want me to," he stated simply, and Salem felt the surprise. How had he known that when she hadn't?
He tapped the side of her head. "I own this pretty little mind of yours, Salem. I know the way you think. Why do you think I pushed and poked you so much during class?"
To learn how she reacted and what she said. He had always done that with her picked on her, gotten her to react more than anyone else-and Merlin had never stopped him. To anyone else, it would look like he was trying to bully her, create a rivalry of some kind, but she understood now what he'd been doing. He'd been learning her thought patterns and behavior.
"Just one glance from these eyes would have driven men to murder in old times. Still might."
Salem tilted her head to the side. "Would it drive you to murder?"
He pulled her closer. "Oh, little asp. It would drive me beyond."
"What is beyond murder?"
"Damnation."
And at the end, I will act like you don't exist when being just beside me while being acutely aware of you the whole time.
the lies turned their blood black, black like perfect ink
how easily abundance can become scarcity
One must not transport infinity into love; one must know that it is a human thing.
It was crazy how she'd thought of him as venomous when he called her the same. Maybe they were both the poison. Maybe they were both the antidote,Maybe what they thought would infect them was going to cure them after all.
Trust was paramount, pivotal, powerful. If she couldn't trust someone to carry her baggage, how could she share it with them in the first place?
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