طيب هو الواحد لما بيتعب من الناس بيبعد عنهم دي فهمناها..لما بيتعب من نفسه التي بين جنبيه دي بيبقى ايه الموقف؟!

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dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

v. intr. feeling the tranquil pleasure of being near a gathering but not quite in it—hovering on the perimeter of a campfire, chatting outside a party while others dance inside, resting your head in the backseat of a car listening to your friends chatting up front—feeling blissfully invisible yet still fully included, safe in the knowledge that everyone is together and everyone is okay, with all the thrill of being there without the burden of having to be.

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Hey tumblr i miss you..and i know that i’m not taking a step to change this..but this is me..i can’t be the one who takes the step! such a pathetic loser right? i know. i hate me too.

personal 14/7/17

"And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about."
- Haruki Murakami
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