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i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
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جبتيها لنفسك يا رورو ولا اكونتنيق وتاكس أجل
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Yesterday I felt like it was real. This is rly happening and I need help.
So I kept thinking should I tell anyone? And I know I have talked abt it with some people but at the time I was not sure if it was real or not. I believed that it was nothing and it didn't affect me that much and as a matter of fact I was in a bad place then so it makes sense to me that I experience these things and feel that way.
But now I'm in a good place and feel the same and experience the same old things.
it just got worse.
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ok so he opened the door and then what? sometimes I rly don't understand what the fuck I want like what is it that I was waiting for????????? يعني طيب وبعدين
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I have this weird urge to talk with someone new I don't know but I fail every time I try
I blame H for this
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حصل قبل شويه

anyone have any good movie websites? xx
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يا عيني عليكي يا مود بس
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سامع يا اتش
“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”
— j. iron word
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“I have so much to say to you that l am afraid I shall tell you nothing.”
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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now listing to don't be shy by cat Stevens before my 12:00 pm meeting
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