اصعب من اختيار عريس

Writing down my hopes and dreams
To laugh or perhaps to cry on them when I grow up

Grow old to be an another lame person on this earth

I hate it when someone insists on the wrong
They be cracking every last bit of respect I have left for them

I want this summer to be something
I myself want to be something

Me to myself

"he's such a kid, he doesn't know where to touch"
Then teach him

Being a child(toddler) is no excuse for sexual harassment

نشجع الغريب ونحبط القريب

I asked him if he finds me charming
He didn't hesitate
And his confusion was the right answer
Somehow I'm still unsure

Wow darling you're real
You're visible and touchable
That's impressive!

Sometimes all you need is a loving kiss on your hair

انفجار مشاعر

مذكراتي وهما شايفيني مادة ايدي بش نكتب كلام مثير للشفقة للمرة المليون

His hands smell like potatoes
Fresh potatoes

I'm a 🃏🎪🫖🤹🏻‍♀🎭 girl