One day you're going to miss my boring texts, my random calls, my silly questions, you'll miss my fight, my mood swings, my arguments, my possessives and my insecurities. But most of all you'll miss the way I cared for you.

Don't apologize to me if you can't change what you are sorry for.

On a serious note, the only thing life is teaching me rn is that I can really do this shit all by myself.

Bestfriend be like:

كُلّ الحب لكم، أنتم يا من سكنتم صحراء قلبي، وحولتموها إلى واحات.

وهل ستجمعنا قهوة ولقاء ؟

فاضي شوية نشرب حتة فقهوة بعيدة