Some call me pretty, some call me witty, some contradict them both, but to me, what matters is my overall growth.
Whining about my rotund physique is my unending rant, but dieting is something which doesn't satisfy my salivary gland. To look attractive with a figure so perfect is my ultimate dream, but I lose all my control when its about cheese and cream.
Sometimes puerile, sometimes unfrivolous, sometimes plain-Jane, sometimes glamorous. Its my mood not my trait, which sometimes make people love me and sometimes hate.
Possessiveness is my foe, be it my books or my friends, if anyone else gets close to them, for me,it's like a real woe.
Humourous at times, while being myself a humour, making people laugh is my favourite job, coz for me depression is like a growing tumour.
rhythmic_beatsOh my my....my beautiful sweet Bushra...the honesty in the post shines the most✨✨ you are a free bird who fly high♥️♥️♥️ you are that chirping bird which is always melodious and lovely to listen always beautiful by heart and soul that makes you unique
petrichor_talesThis needs to be read by more people and you need to be read more too❤️