ɴᴏᴛᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

Wow my diary is gonna hear about this

Let me die

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind by Alexander Pope (1717)

Going out of style isn't a natural process, but a manipulated change which destroys the beauty of last year's dress in order to make it worthless.

Life is a farce!

يتم الغياب

نبي نحرق نفسي

حاسه نبي نحرق السنه باللي فيها

عليك مضيعة وقت

حدا يجبرني ننقبر نقرا

و اك رح ارسب

THE VERY ACT OF LIVING MEANS DYING

Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die. I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you.

It's like he died in 15 December so he can be reborn as her

Neil is dead

15. December

أنتِ اللي حرفياً يعرفوك الخيل والليل والبيداء والرمح والقرطاس والقلم