My own simon

A man who wouldn't lay a harmful hand on a child is the only welcomed man in my life

- Why are you staring at the ceiling Nada?

Do you think I'm a freak?

- No I think you're adorable

How could anyone be this kind

"grief offers us a unique and powerful opportunity to grow in self-knowledge by fashioning a new identity"

نقاش واحد مع دانية
ومن بعدها الشهية للدوش والماكلة رجعت

Je ne sais
ne sais pas pourqoi
On s'aime comme ca
La Seine et moi

شغلوا دادي ايشوزززز

Whatever the problem
We avoid it

I have a habit of skipping the dinner meal

One provoke is enough for me to leave the table in instant

Food doesn't matter
What matters is my peace of mind

Yanyi | Dream of the Divided Field Poems; “The Friend”

Look around you
No one really deserves anything
Things just happen
So stop taking it too hard

Too personal
While it's not
You're just either lucky or unlucky