sometimes i miss having ppl around me just to chat or idk but at the end of the day i am not a chatter and cant stand it much
i'm starting to be paranoid about my surrending again and it's not really enjoyable
Forwarded from Fragments of the Night (Gilbert.)
Ah how I love being an Iranian. Experiencing poverty, oppression, massacre and war for the 7662782th time.
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Forwarded from Fragments of the Night (Gilbert.)
Hate when I suddenly feel like a popped balloon and all my barely existing will to do anything or even live, just evaporates like it was never even there to begin with.