Nitya Prakash Quotes

Do you understand the violence it took to become this gentle?

Why should I apologize for the monster I have become? No one ever apologized for making me this way.

We're strangers again, but this time with shared memories.

While you were overthinking, you missed everything worth feeling.

You've become so damaged that when someone tries to give you what you deserve, you have no fucking idea how to respond.

She wasn't a constellation. She was a galaxy.

Some of the strongest people you know are waiting to curl up in the right pair of arms & let out the sigh they've been holding in forever.

A girl in love with sunsets. A man hell-bent on being her sunrise.

Why do "balls" equate to toughness and "pussy" equates to weakness when even the slightest flick to the "nuts" sends a guy to his knees and vaginas can push out an entire human being?

It's me being me making you be you...

Have told so many friends "Don't worry, New Year will be better!". I love misguiding people.

I am in that phase of my life where I don't have energy to explain myself to anyone. I really can't ponder over who left and who's staying.

The person I needed the most taught me that I don’t need anybody.

Just keep smiling, and one-day life will get tired of upsetting you.

Sometimes she wants to drift away like ocean waves and sometimes she wants to stay still like a river, wrapped in solitude.

You can't make people right by making them feel wrong!

I don't mean to immortalize you with my words. It's just the only way I know how to bleed.

I need very little, but I need that little very much.

It's over when you have a thousand things to say but you prefer silence.

Everyone makes mistakes in life, but that doesn't mean they have to pay for them for the rest of their life. Sometimes good people make bad choices. It doesn't mean they are bad people, it just means they are Human...

When you are made of fragile branches, avoid those who look like the wind.

It is strange how someone can know exactly how to hurt you the most and at the same time seemingly be completely unaware of what they are doing.

The only difference between a hero and a villain is... Who is telling the story!

Anybody have plans to stare at their phone somewhere exciting this weekend?

Someday you will be just a memory without feeling.

It hurts until it doesn’t. You think it’s going to break you, but it won’t. You may not sleep as well at night, but you will be fine. Numb, but numb and fine are the same.

ou think that the people you push away will eventually leave because there is something about you deep down that you think is unlovable. People leave because you push them away. You first treat them like they are very important to you and then in an eye blink you cut them off.

I’m not normal. I see people hurt in love and I want to hug them and tell them it’s going to be okay. That they need to keep that broken heart open. Because there’s nothing else really that matters beyond loving and being loved.

You either love me or you don't. So stop sending mixed signals because they're causing mixed emotions.

An eye contact is way more intimidating than words.

Personally, I like to surround myself with people who have extensive vocabularies but nevertheless choose to say "fuck" a lot.

Are you committed?" "No. I'm taken" "Its the same thing" "No" "Okay. Taken by?" "No. Taken for" "For what?" "Granted

Be careful, they’ll fall in love with your freedom and then try to cage you.

My phone's in my hand almost every second of the day so if you think I'm ignoring you I probably am.

I don't know what love is. But if you're sad and it makes me sadder, I know you and I are somewhere close to it.

I don't hold grudges... I just cut people off. I don't see a point in willingly subjecting myself to constantly being hurt by the same people.

You know she is the one when she makes you write.

A boy who loved Autumn. A girl who was forever October.

handwritten letters, direct eye contact, stolen smiles and the art of listening to your heart was the original social media...

The problem with surviving? You're still alive to remember what you survived.

Love is an immortal lie!

I’m doing what I’ve always done. Learning from the mistakes of others who take my advice.

If you love her you'll let her go and if it's real you'll spend a part of every day for the rest of your life wondering what her day is like.

You have to be willing to kiss the storm to taste the rain.

They tell you to turn into a new leaf and then complain about your faded colour.

Let's all be nice to September.

For the world, I am fading but I know I am evolving into someone I've always wanted to be.

OF COURSE WOMEN DO NOT WORK AS HARD AS MEN. THEY GET IT RIGHT THE FIRST TIME

Never allow loneliness to drive you back into the arms of someone you know you don’t belong with...

When I met you, I knew I need not wander further. I was home. But you had places to go and people to meet.

Disappear in books. Come back as something better.

The best hug is when you don't know who is healing who.

And you thought saying “I love you” was hard? Try saying “I miss you” once you’ve parted ways.

I wasn’t willing to pretend I wasn’t damaged anymore.

Some days are a whisp of sadness and you can do nothing but feel it until it makes you go numb.

It's ok. You don't have to be strong all the time. You don't have to ignore your sadness and pretend like you are doing absolutely fine.

I love it when I hug someone, and just when I'm about to let go. They hug me even tighter.

My parents warned me about the drugs in the streets but never the ones with soft eyes and a heartbeat.

I wish I had a friend whom I can text at 2 am and we can just talk and laugh and send hugs so the world doesn't seem moving so slowly.

People aren't books. You can't bookmark your favourite pages to return to whenever you're feeling lonely; when the nights are too cold and you need something familiar to keep you warm, you can't reopen their spines and wear out their pages and call that obsession love.

Someone else doesn’t have to be wrong for you to be right.

I lied. I said goodbye and never left.

You mostly make a fool of yourself when you try to show you care less to see if they would care for you more, but somehow they just start ignoring you completely.

Rude girls are ugly. I don't care how pretty you are. If your personality is ugly then you’re ugly.

I am praying hard for the day that Cancer is just a Zodiac Sign and no longer a Disease...

Some people walk calmly into your chaos and you know they're there to stay. I always let them.

Some people have beautiful gardens inside their hearts, some have graveyards.

Look up at the sky and be grateful for being a tiny little fragment of a beautiful blue planet.

Two people being strangers can be the best relationship. They tend to value what they do for each other more and they can leave when they think they are being taken for granted.

Sometimes you need to remember where she's been to understand why she holds the tenderness so close to her heart.

If you think you can walk in and out of my life, just remember, I don't always stand at the door.

My mother raised me to not hold grudges so I rather forgive and let my tiny heart be at peace.

Some days I wish we weren't so distant, life wasn't so cruel and the weather in my heart wasn't so gloomy.

Don't let mixed signals fool you. Indecision is a decision.

If they don't chase you when you walk away... Keep walking!

One smile can start a friendship. One word can end a fight. One look can save a relationship. One person can change your life.

She's a love letter girl in an email world.

Sometimes you just outgrow certain people. Don’t try to fix or repair it, just accept it and move on.

Hug someone so hard that it breaks their past.

Toxic people don't like it when others see though them, so they'll do all they can to make everyone else look like a monster.

Someone praising you is also someone being judgmental. The difference is that you like the verdict this time.

Whatever you do, don't ever go back to what broke you.

Half of me is abandoned and other half is trying hard to survive in the society.

Reread your old words to remind yourself how strongly you survived everything which you once thought would break you into pieces.

Somewhere in a parallel world, you'd want me as much as I want you here and I'll care not about your existence. For now, I breathe you.

Ever notice after a breakup the loyal one stays single and deals with the damages until healed. The cheater is already in another relationship.

How come you never thought to tell people that you're fragile until after they've dropped you?

Note to self: If someone can fall asleep knowing you're crying, knowing you're hurt or didn't get home safe, they don't care for you.

A year from now, everything you’re stressing about won’t mean a thing. Be thankful, smile more, spend more time with family and don’t stress the small things. This is our one chance at life. Don’t let anyone or anything take away your happiness.

I said Yes a little too soon and I took forever to say No.

Not all people are obsessed with love in their life, some are just are obsessed to need a villain because they want to be a Hero.

She took a leap and built wings on the way down.

You don't burn calories with Green Tea. You burn your guilt.

The worst thing about a girl with a broken heart is that she starts to hand out the pieces to anyone who come around.

You know how you go to a room, stand for a while and can't recall why you went there? That's my entire life.

The difference between a child and an adult getting their haircut is that the child will cry during it. The adult will wait till afterwards.

Never forget we live in a reality where someone can be having an ongoing imaginary conflict with you in their mind. The whole time it’s completely one-sided and you are utterly oblivious to it.

And before he left, he said something she could never forget. “You’re like a park bench on an evening of sunset. People come, unload their worries, rest a while and may not even want to leave. But leave they must for the world outside awaits. And you must make peace with it.

I’m not like others. I don’t drop hints. I need you, I tell you. I don’t play games. I’m done with you and you’ll know in so many words. I express how I feel. I let you know what I want. Don’t assume. I over emote but not under play. I’m too much at times but never ‘not enough’.

You'll miss her… Every message you could ignore, She never stopped trying to save you, if even from yourself And especially… After she’s wandered far away, Your paths crossing again... And you notice her eyes fixed on that whom adores her, she doesn’t notice you... at all.