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As I passed through the gates of hypocrisy and melancholy, hoping for clarity, I was greeted by a scene that captivated my senses. Adorned with vibrant flowers and hibiscus, the gates exuded a delightful scent that piqued my curiosity. Reluctantly, I opened them only to find humans with inhuman attitudes, tearing into each other with accusations and gossip. The sweet fragrance quickly faded, replaced by the stench of insincerity. Each person wore a mask of sympathy or love, yet nothing was pure or sincere. When I asked one of them, 'Do you know what honesty is?' he gave me a death glare that made my body shiver and then turned away. I walked away with no explanation or interpretation, just a sense of disappointment in humanity..
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One rainy night, I woke up crying and shaking in the middle of the night. My heart was beating so fast, and my vision was blurred. I tried to get out of bed, but I couldn't even move. I took a deep breath and grabbed my phone to check the time, but it was off; I always forget to charge it. Anyway, I threw my blanket off my sweaty body and got up, saying to myself, 'Thank God it was just a nightmare.
I walked to the kitchen and turned on the lights because it was so dark that I couldn't even see my shadow. Then, I grabbed a bottle of water and chugged it because I was very thirsty. It was very cold and quiet that I could hear myself breathing. Suddenly, my brother entered the kitchen and stared at me in a strange way.
'Are you okay?' he said.
I replied, 'Yes, I am. Why are you here?' He approached me, kissed my forehead, and hugged me tightly. I smiled at him and went back to my room.
'Wake up, it's 10,' my mom said.
I opened my eyes, which were sore, and my head was spinning like a roller coaster. 'I was in the kitchen. How did I end up here?' I said to myself. I remembered my brother, so I told my mom about what happened last night. She was so shocked and said, 'But, Melanie, you don't have a brother...
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Being ‘ feminine ‘ was never related to the way a girl dresses. It’s not about wearing tons of makeup or buying expensive clothes. No my dear
A woman who embodies femininity is someone who respects herself and those around her, and works hard to achieve success in her community. She is independent, honest, and confident
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You failed to read me again
Don’t worry, everybody else did too
Don’t tire yourself by re-trying
I may be a colorful book but my words are sophisticated and too dark for you to understand
Don’t look into my eyes for a long time
They won’t tell you anything
they are acidic, they will just blind you...
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Every pill i take destroys my memory, myself-respect and everything that goes along with myself. It feels like taking drugs...illegal drugs. You are numb, you are tired, you are out of control, you are happy, you are sad..too many feelings at once It's not your choice but it's definitely your decision. You can't do anything about it but accept it with a big fake smile Life is starting but it feels like it's ending...
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A single word can make your day, just as easily as it can ruin your entire life. It can either lift you up or bring you down. A single word can shatter your world or make you feel over the moon. Words can show you how much you mean for people. Don't underestimate their power
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Books of the week 📖📕 Who said you can't three books in one week! Once you start, you can't stop. Trust me 😉 #زينب_الشمري #هيفاء_بيطار #الطاهر_وطار
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She died many times on the inside, but her brain was always alive, torturing her with his endless speech: 'You are guilty, it's your fault, you are toxic, you are mean,' he says. 'I'm not denying,' she says. 'No one is going to be there for you, everyone is taking you for granted, no one cares, you are silly...' His words were hurtful because... they were true..."
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Everyone became masters of Photoshop. They photoshopped everything: their smiles, their attitudes, their caring nature, their lies, their kindness, their faces, and the list goes on. Nothing is real, nothing is natural. Beautified on the outside but rotten on the inside. Who are you? Or better yet, who is the real you?
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Sometimes, seeking explanations leads to unwanted and hurtful truths that we would rather not confront. Let it as it and move on. Our hearts are weary from bleeding in silence every night, crying out for help but finding no one to listen. They spit their words carelessly, cutting us deeper than a knife leaving us shattered and broken. Why did everyone become heartless? Or is it us that we became so fragile? Sad but true
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