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لم يعلمنا أحد كيف نمضي بالحياة بلا رغبة.. نُكمل بلا أي شعور في داخلك.. نستمر في العيش بدون هدف.. تمر الأيام متتابعات بينما تجلس ساكنًا تشاهدها بلا أي حراك.
لم يُقال لنا أن الرغبة تموت، والسن يجعلك تستصغر كل ما في الحياة، يتلاشى الانبهار مع مضي السنوات، تسكنك الوحدة حتى تألفها دون رغبة منك وتمقتها عن رغبة. لا شيء يعود كما كان، وتتطاير الأحلام بعيدًا.. بعيدًا دون أن تستطيع اللحاق بها.
i am always kidding but i am also always serious. do not underestimate me
يا ربّ أنقذني منّي أنا من يُتعبُني وعَافِني مِنِّي، إنِّي مُبتَلىٰ بي. ")
Your soulmate will be so soft and patient with you
رجلٌ انظر إلى عينيه فلا أجد إلا أنا ، كل مرة أنا فقط
just to be chosen
i don’t want something anyone can have
أنا أكثر المكتئبين رغبةً في الحياة.
I’m all alone in this and it’s getting worse again I did everything I can do but I’m still drowning deep and deeper again oh shit
I wish I was a jellyfish 
I used to say that time moves forward, and we simply move with it.
But somewhere along the way, that changed.
Now time keeps moving, dragging me with it whether I’m ready or not. It doesn’t slow down long enough for me to catch my breath. It doesn’t ask if I’ve had enough.
I swear yesterday was Friday.
How is tomorrow Friday already?
When did an entire week disappear?
It doesn’t feel like time is passing anymore. It feels like it’s burying me as it goes, pulling me under one day at a time until I can’t tell where one week ends and the next begins.
For the first time, I’m not afraid of getting older.
I’m afraid of watching my life slip away while I’m still trying to convince myself that yesterday is already gone.
No amount of chemistry can make up for a lack of emotional safety.