peachy

My favourite part of tumblr is the anonymity. Y’all know everything and nothing about me.

It feels right and it's making me crazy that everything is going in that direction despite my tremendous efforts to reject it and prevent it from going further. I am literally and figuratively standing in my own way.

I seriously need to stop buying weekly gifts for my siblings' kids.

ايش حيصير دام انه معايا عيلتي و قهوتي؟ اللي يبغى يصير حيصير.

This had to happen for me to know who my real friends are. I had to see with my own eyes who would be there to pick me up when I'm at my lowest. And honestly? There's nothing like family.

It's crazy how one door is closing while I can see all the other doors open. Never did I ever think I would be okay with this..