#2:16pm

[ajyal-azez]

إني في سائر كتاباتي امرأة حرّة، أتجول الأماكن والمسافات ثم الفواصل بِكلّ خفة دون أي اِنتباه عن هو ماكثُ بجواري.

[periodic-euphoria]

Pain

It’s a feeling that I get sometimes

Makes me pretty tense

At times

The pain in my head it mimes

All the thoughts and regrets

Of mine

All these pain killers are only

Killing time

The doctors can’t seem to grasp why I get this pain that I get I get it in my head it makes me dizzy and I want to cry and no amount of sleep is enough to make me feel

Fine

You call it a migraine I call it

A sign

The pain will soon takeover and the pain will

Be mine

These eye bags are proof of my

Painful crimes

It’s time I stopped fighting

Let it dine

Devour my existence

I promise

I’ll be fine

[raicheu]

Let’s be honest, judging someone only by their deepest emotions and enigmatic post choices isn’t much different from being perfect strangers, but I’m following your blog for a while and think that your mind and heart are in better shape than you think. You’re like lily of the valley, sometimes too easy to overlook or maybe even stomp on by some people, but definitely beautiful enough to enrapture the right ones. And they’ll surely come to you soon if you’re patient and let yourself grow.

You. You actually made me super emotional. I never expected anyone to look at what I would consider as “shit posts” with such endearment…honestly I’m always unable to express how I feel in real life and these posts and the texts I publish are one of the few outlets I use…

For being able to recognize something in me i choose not to look at, thank you… I really really appreciate this ask and you seriously made me cry.

[ajyal-azez]

أبكي من الداخل، لذا صدري دائم الخضرة.

[ajyal-azez]

هُناك أشياء يجب أن لا تُرى على عجلٍ، على سبيل المثال؛ لوحة تتأمل جمال تفاصيلها، ضحك المارة في الطرقات، اِرتشاف الشايّ في مكانٍ هادئ لنبحر. فعندما نتصل باللحظة، نعوص بجلّ التفاصيل جرعة واحدة.

[ajyal-azez]

من على بركة الماء، تارة نطفو، وتارة في العمقِ نغرق

وفي كلا الأمرين، يزداد رونق اللذة معك أكثر.

[ajyal-azez]

نحتاج إلى موسيقى طويلة تُخرجني من ليليّ النهاري.

[broken-love]

Cada día que pasa trato de hacerme más a la idea de que tu ya no volverás, pero dime, ¿cómo le explico a mi corazón que ya no regresarás?