Aisha Chaudhary

When your happiness starts to depend on somebody else, protect yourself, because you are fucked.

I think we are the truest versions of ourselves at night before we go to sleep, just before we close our eyes.

It’s funny how we give each other blood in order to survive. If we are willing to do that, I don’t understand how there is so much hate in the world.

In the end, overthinking is poison to the heart.

We all definitely have one thing in common, and that is death.

What I’m going through is actually better than what someone else is going through out there. But because we are so unaware and invested in our own lives, we can focus on nothing but the shit; therefore, we will always be extremely miserable human beings no matter what happens.

Are we living to die? Or are we dying to live? I want to do the latter

If life is a stop in the station, I must admit I don’t want to get on the coming train