"تغلب الحزن على ملامحي"

I hate feeling like a burden.

"و‏في نهاية اليوم، نكتشف أننا يمكننا التحمّل أكثر مما كنا نعتقد أننا نتحمّل."

‏هل سبق لك إعداد سيناريو في رأسك قبل النوم وأنت تعرف أنهُ لن يحدث، ولكنه يجعلك سعيدًا للغاية؟ أنا أفعل ذلك يوميًا.

Tired of everything seriously.

“I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme!
I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

No one can be really sure that dying while sleeping is a peaceful death.

You don’t know how much you really mean to me.

If i could close all my social media accounts maybe for a moth i wonder how it’ll feel.

Don’t be selfish when it comes to the happiness of someone you love.

Me: waking up after sleeping like the dead.
My brain: go back to sleep ,do it again.

It’s a frightening thought, that in one fraction of a moment you can fall in the kind of love that takes a lifetime to get over.