I really love what I wrote yesterday-bas khalas-might be back later-usually depends on my level of "pissed off" ness.

It really would be nice to hold someones hand today. I like holding hands.

one final thing: I think this cat and mouse game is disgusting, immature. This pathetic game of meen yet2al 3ala meen aktar is pure, non-refined bullshit. Teenage pimple drama. A7a!

Welcome to the trashcan of my thoughts:)...just how I felt about writing in my blog today...nothing crucial to say, no fancy way of putting it...just output.

I've been wondering all day about something. Do we really fall in love again? After you've been in love and you've given it your all and it fails and you eventually give up..do you fall in love again?

I know its a stupid question. I know we do. Its just that there's this annoying phase after breakups where you're absolutely closed. It's the phase right after the searing pain and the numbness. You don't hurt anymore, but its like a steel wall has very efficiently been built around your heart. It becomes untouchable. You function perfectly well...every little part of you...except for that organ.

Come to think of it-its a very empowering feeling: when you're not being hauled around by your heart.

over&out

إكبرى يا بنت
إكبرى وكبرى معاكى قلبك
قلبك وحضنك

جتت
جتّة متلقحة حنب جتّة
أهى محاولة

حضن- قبل التحلل والتراب

Just cuz you feel it doesn't mean it's there

there there