#6:20pm

[ajyal-azez]

لها عينٌ ثالثة، لا تعرف كيف تستخدمها..

أغمضتها،

تجاهلتها،

فـ أماتتها،

أبعدتها دومًا عنها

ولم تتلمس حقيقة وجوّدها معها.

[ajyal-azez]

ماقيمة المرء إن لم يكن له في الحياة خليل روحً يُشاطره المكان والزمان بكل خفة، ويدعوه لحفلة رقص على لحن موسيقى مطولة بكل نشوة حتى لحظات المشيب وانتهاء الحياة.

[ajyal-azez]

لحظات..

[lsd-l]

[sunfloewer]

trying my best to work on the fact that i’ve programmed myself to believe it is usually my fault when i am mistreated / spoken to in a nasty way / that i must just elicit that reaction from people because i did something to deserve it. truly do not know what to do with that feeling right now and am trying to do everything not to self destruct or take it out on myself because it’s much easier to heal your own self inflicted wounds than the ones other give you.

i don’t know what i’m trying to say but self compassion and empathy are hard when you have dissociative amnesia. did my brain choose to forget kindness or did i ever know it at all? i would like to leave this city, this country, this life and make a new one. i don’t know how to let go of the lies i’ve told myself so i can let in the love.

so i would like to leave it and myself behind. is that too much to ask?

i don’t need to be told i am too hard to love or understand — i know it’s true.

take it from someone who knows best.

today is one of those days i thank my brain for forgetting but begrudge my body for remembering. i know that no matter how far i run, no matter how much i choose to shed and let go, i will never escape or be able to forget my past selves. bury them, honor them, lay them to rest but i can never ever forget who i’ve been. i hope they stop haunting me one day.

i hope i find peace the pieces i keep to myself.

[mysticofthefallenrpg]

both daphne’s siblings (triplets) wc’s have been reserved for 8 hours !

[cloudhutgrassrust]

I feel so enveloped, grasped–by my surroundings; floating on the surface yet drowning. unreal unreal unreal—all these moments, they feel like glass, as if in a matter of seconds everything could break and dissolve into nothingness. As if the vision in front of my eyes could blacken any moment, I could disappear, i could be gone

—inn.

[unappealing-turtle-blog]

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finding out someone who was once close to you has died is a tricky feeling. at first i just watched my friend cry and it slowly sunk in. then i felt my tears and my pain. i remembered all the days i spent at that house and was treated like family. and now, part of that family is gone. it's always hard how you never get to say goodbye.