أنتِ اللي حرفياً يعرفوك الخيل والليل والبيداء والرمح والقرطاس والقلم

15. December

Neil is dead

Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die.
I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you.

THE VERY ACT OF LIVING MEANS DYING

Life is a farce!

Going out of style isn't a natural process, but a manipulated change which destroys the beauty of last year's dress in order to make it worthless.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.

Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind by Alexander Pope (1717)

I Ain't Quite Where I Think I Am

whatever people say I am, that's what I'm not

من النادر أن نقدر ما نملك،دائمًا نركض وراء ما ينقصنا فنخسر مرتين.

‏- رالف إمرسون

I'm running late with half of my makeup on

“I have long held the opinion that the amount of noise that anyone can bear undisturbed stands in inverse proportion to his mental capacity and therefore be regarded as a pretty fair measure of it.”
Schopenhauer

Bullying is an art form; it can be learnt.

I am morally damaged.