Love & War

True story

I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.

“I wish there are tons of copies of people with pure souls, those who surround you because they love you, just for the way you are, not for anything else nor not for any other temporary interests.” - Mohammed Alsalem. 

Doctors are like: ughhhhh. You're confusing. Come back if you die

i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever