Forwarded from Blue Thoughts
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"I think it’s brave.
I think it’s brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest.
I think it’s brave that you keep on living
even if you don’t know how to anymore.
I think it’s brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day and you decide to fight.
I know there are days when you feel like giving up but i think it’s brave that you never do. Yea I think it's brave."
I think it’s brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest.
I think it’s brave that you keep on living
even if you don’t know how to anymore.
I think it’s brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day and you decide to fight.
I know there are days when you feel like giving up but i think it’s brave that you never do. Yea I think it's brave."
"لست ممن يحب الحزن على الإطلاق .. بالعكس أملك روحاً تحب الضحك و المرح، لكن هناك أوقات تحدث فيها أمور تطفئ هذا الكون بأكمله في عيني."
-كيف حال فلان ؟
=لا أدري، عساه بخير.
-أولم تعودوا أصدقاء ؟
=أود أن أقول لازِلنا ولكن "لا، زُلنا"
- غادة جبريل
=لا أدري، عساه بخير.
-أولم تعودوا أصدقاء ؟
=أود أن أقول لازِلنا ولكن "لا، زُلنا"
- غادة جبريل
Every now and then it will ache, it will leave hidden but permanent bruises, it will tear you like an unwanted page, it will scream your name just the way you hated it. Maybe this is the thing about sadness; it knows exactly the way inside your heart, too fast, tearing down your delicate skin. But then again it's still the same sadness that welcomed you when nobody did. So darling, even if you know how it's going to hurt,
you still let it in.
you still let it in.
The worst crying is when you're lying in bed, with your hand over your mouth so you don't make noise. The tears are running onto your pillow and your hearts breaking and you're thinking of everything that made you cry, and your other hand is on your heart or stomach because they both hurt.