An Orange Cloud

 no this isn't my last post. lol.  Hello rinies! (ok that was cringy) rinie is your name from now on ♡  :) I always wanted a fandom (?) and name them. sooo here we go ;) (idk why but lets just keep it like that. i think i wrote that when i was drunk [its a joke, i don't drink]. albeit it was the truth). and btw i kinda spoiled this title in my last post lolol Trail Of Thoughts- 3 Anyways, in today’s ‘trail of thoughts’ series, we’ll be talking about “what if the world ends right now?”. Okay so this is my favorite topic to talk about. It’s just so interesting and fun. (Of course not in reality). First of all we need a reason for the world's end. Zombies? That’s like the basic thing that comes to our mind when we think of it. But what if the worlds end has an unexplainable ending. You know like a supernatural reason. That would be super tricky and unpredictable. So today I thought about talking about a particular ending. “What if all the adults disappear?”. This came into my

hello! this is going to be a lot different from my previous post. anyways, enjoy :) Crushes and crumbs in the plate The leftovers from what I ate. It was tasty and I devoured it But do I really have to do this? I walk to the dustbin And throw them away I felt kinda sappy And I don't know why I came back and sat With a pen and paper in my hand I want to write a story A complete fantasy Like a love story "I love a boy and He loves me" That's where it ends But it feels incomplete "How about a story with an open ending" I say to myself almost denying How about a story where I am stuck in A tower and a prince comes rescuing? ( oh no, that's common ) How about a story where I am too poor and And tortured by my step mother and- (Um that's worse) Well how about a story where everything Else is magical but me  (Wait that's realistic) Then how about a story where everything is  Lovable and I seem to fail at it Every time~ Every single time~ (That's har

Enjoy! the next lines aren't my words,  they're from a skit inside my head. im so depressed i wanna kill myself   i dont care about your feelings; i just want to leave this i cry myself to sleep every night i dont think i can survive i just want to lay all day i dont wanna care about what people say but i cant seem to take off your voice its stuck in my brain like a damn noice But then I'm glad you have a good voice But hearing the same thing in my head For almost everyday makes me dead. you won't leave me alone  I understood that now. I'm feeling emotional Seeing everything fall Right before my eyes  All my hardwork in just a night. i dont relate to everything i write, i just write things others wished they could write. I learnt my fantasies Aren't as uncommon as I thought. Fantasizing about dying, To see how people would react. I wish I had some rare illness, So that I can play victim Before all my family and friends And receive the sympathy. I like being piti