the sea never speaks of what it holds; the deep remembers every secret, wound, shadow that wandered too far/@’$&

thesilencestayson المُنْسِيّ
Joined June 2026
عَم بحلم إنك جاي
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there's something beautiful about having someone who doesn’t turn every word into an issue, someone who makes you feel at ease, understood, and at peace that kind of connection is worth living for fr
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مرات أزرع الأمل مرات أدفنه
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i killed the part of me that needs you in order to save the rest of myself
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i will be the death of me
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إحساس أني ما أنخلقت عشان أكون شيء واحد في مكان واحد كل مرة يزيد
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هل شعرت بروعة الأشياء التي أقولها حين لا أقول شيئاً؟
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“Believe those who are seeking the truth; doubt those who find it.” — André Gide
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that feeling you get when you're so in love everyone else becomes invisible
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مش قادر أعايش الواقع مش قادر أنافق العالم
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i fantasize to feel you lika a bullet
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getting lost in my thoughts has become a habit
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i feel like I'm becoming more aware of people's behavior and it's making me distance myself from people i never thought I'd have to distance myself from
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“When you can't be controlled, you will be hated, and that's the power.” — Nikola Tesla
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all roads lead back to smoking
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في حَقِّها الغيابُ مَجاز  تستبطنها كلُّ فكرةٍ تحطُّ رحالَها و كلُّ صمتٍ يُؤَوِّل ذاته. حاضرة  في قلق السؤال وبردِ اليقين  وذاكرةٍ نذرت ألا تموت. في إشراقةِ المعنى وحكمةِ الألم.  على تخوم المعاني إذْ تُجاوِزُ عِلّةَ النَّزق.  وفي عروق موسيقى صفَّدتْ الليلَ في حضرةِ الأشواق قربان
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أحيانًا الخسارة نوع من أنواع الحرية
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the most divine consolation is without a doubt contained within the human itself, we would not know very well what to do with the consolations of a god, all that is necessary is for our eye to be a trace more seeing, for our ear to be more receptive, for the flavor of a fruit to enter us more completely, for us to be able to tolerate more scent, and, in touching and being touched, to be more present-minded and less oblivious–in order to receive from our most immediate experiences consolations that would be more convincing, more significant and truer than any suffering that can ever unsettle us -rainer maria rilke, the poet’s guide to life: the wisdom of rilke
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أيش فايدة إستمرارك? ما زلت بنفس مكانك
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