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Young Writers Society


Currently in my folklore era


Now that you're here, care to make me some dimsums? I'm starving

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“Was I able to live inside someone’s heart? Was I able to live inside your heart? Do you think you’ll remember me at least a little? You’d better not hit "reset!" Don’t forget me, okay? That’s a promise, okay? I'm glad it’s you, after all. Will I reach you? I hope I can reach you.”
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Interests

Listening to music, Writing, Binge watching, Getting obsessed with things extremely fast, Trying to be deep

Occupation

Couch potato


These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world.
— Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah