Boys From The "boy's Hostel" Have Been Posting About Justice Recently. Maybe First Stop Writing Phone

Currently starting my days with "it will be better today" and ending then in "it could have been worse"

No. I am not ok

तेरी निगाहों में मेरा जहाँ कुछ इस कदर समाया है,

कि तेरे अश्कों से मेरी जिंदगी में एक तूफ़ान सा आया है।

तेरे इश्क के दाग को मैंने सूरमा बनाया है ,

तुझे देख मेरे दिल की धड़कनो ने एक नगमा सजाया है।

तेरे अक्स को मैंने ज़ेहन में कुछ यूं बैठाया है,

कि अब मेरा हर ख्याल तेरी मूरत का बस एक साया है।

मगर इस दीवानगी में मैंने तो सिर्फ गम ही पाया है,

तेरी बेदर्दी  ने आज मेरी वफा पर कफन चढाया है।

There is a different comfort in pessimism🐦‍⬛🌒

my toxic trait is simply not doing things if i don't want to do them

It's always corporate infrastructure Over the structure of your face

- cherry wine is about domestic abuse. it’s now called a cute proposal song.

- too sweet is about seizing the day and ignoring healthy habits in favor of having more fun with unhealthy ones. he’s actively critical of himself in the song. it’s now called a song about thinking you’re superior for drinking black coffee.

- take me to church is about worship as a metaphor for sex. it’s called a religious song.

- eat your young is a song about war and political greed. it’s called a song about sex.

- now, the strongly political message of nobody’s soldier is being ignored in favor of calling it a metaphor for hozier’s relationship with his fans.

when are we going to stop simplifying hozier’s music down to cute little cottagecore bogman forest music? maybe you dont want to hear this but i don’t care. quit listening to hozier for the aesthetic. there’s a reason why empire now, foreigner’s god, butchered tongue, etc. songs with unignorable political messages are among his least popular songs.

The only thing that can fix me is attending university at Takshashila in the 6th century BCE. Nothing else will suffice.

Flip those wings little bird,

Lest you lose them.

And scream,

Scream your heart out before it ceases.

Go clothe yourself in fiery finess

For those gawking eyes,

And let this fire devour

The host of their brutish lies.