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Dhhwani
Dhhwani isn't much a name but a personality, one that is more believing and to put it out there, more fun. All things sweet, nice and lovable, Dhhwani is the epitome of a trusting friend and person. If she's not found sleeping in her bed at any possible hour or the day(hopefully controlling her dreams if her tactics after watching inception worked), you could find her appreciating art cinema, reading books or watching the office. She isn't one to regret past mistakes, and is surely one to repeat them because life's too short and you need yourself a story. She knows and rules by the difference between narcissism and self love and goes by the latter. She is a keeper, of memories, old coins, bubblegums bought from the tiny girl selling it on the sidewalk, although her id cards might say a different story.
Someone: My friend has a terminally paralysed sleep shedule and keeps counting her fingers.
Some other one: Seems like a Dhhwani to me
Some other one: Seems like a Dhhwani to me
Dhhwani by Unkempt braids November 24, 2021
breatharian
breatharian by leena gabor November 8, 2005
Word of the Day on June 3, 2026
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was a booger in the nose of progress."
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress by Rok'n'rol Wannabe October 19, 2006
Word of the Day on June 2, 2026
fogey
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)