I am the most talkative, shy, quiet, awkward, loud, sensitive person you'll ever meet.

top 5 horror stories:
"you deserve better"
"I can't give you what you want"
"I don't wanna hurt you"
"let's just be friends?"
"right person, wrong time"

Idk how many "کیرم تو این زندگی"s I got left in me.

Ah people. they make me sick.

is it better to speak or to die? to speak and then kill yourself.

you built the walls high enough to block the storm but now you can't feel the sun either.

Oh, how I wish I could watch "the vampire diaries" for the first time again.

when you give someone something they’ve never had, you eventually understand why life never gave it to them in the first place.

when someone is clearly wrong, but you know the knowledge gap and fixing it would take more than 2-minute conversation:

this too shall pass, but holy fuck.

me watching everything go wrong, but I don't even have the energy to react anymore.

“I love in ways that might worry a therapist, but thrill a poet.”

when everyone think you're ignoring them but life just has you like this right now:

“if I let myself care, all I feel is pain.” / Stefan Salvatore

who will save me from existence? I don't want death, nor do I want life.

sometimes I still wonder how the person I loved the most became the person who hurt me the most.

sometimes we look outside of the window, not for the view but to forget what's happening inside.

I can handle everything on my own, but I melt when someone takes care of me and completely turns off my survival mode.