I spend my days guarded, in constant combat with reality. I spend my nights harbored under the stars; letting my mind consume me. Indifference is a foreign country I hope to someday visit .These are my twisted thoughts. Escaping their confinement in skin, bones and tissue. Rebounding off the walls of my skull out into the tainted atmosphere for you to inhale. My clumsy life. An unfinished tapestry anchored together by my musings and contradictions. Soak up my thoughts with your taste buds; feel my words with the nerves on your fingertips. These are the letters from the abyss. Raw and vulnerable to your cold stares and warm hugs. indulge in me, and I’ll be your unhealthy habit .
I have an insatiable hunger, and the rain sounds like music to me.
(helllooo i'm moumita basuroychowdhury),
I feel feelings deeply.
super religious.
borderline insomniac
you gotta understand me to love me , :)