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When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.

Maybe the moon is beautiful only because it is far.

لربما القمر ليس جميلا إلا لأنه بعيد

iwnts:
““ not tonight baby.
iwnts
” ”

iwnts:

not tonight baby.

iwnts

Be too busy being the sun,
to notice the darkness around you.
The sun does not focus on dead flowers,
it sees only the flowers it has helped bloom.
I am so tired. I am so, so tired trying to prove my recovery. Sometimes I just feel so bad and people never help. It feels like people are out to get me and force me into relapsing. Sometimes relapsing feels easier than fighting it. I am so, so tired. Please stop. You don’t even know, I’m doing this more for you than for myself. Please stop.