‌the other woman.

میتونم انقدر به این دوتا آهنگ گوش بدم که بمیرم.

i just wanna bring, bring me back to life. tonight the sun will set, tomorrow when we're rise, all that i've got left is when i close my eyes, you're standing there in front of me, when i close my eyes, it's almost like it used to be. then i realize you're just a ghost. maybe at most, a fragment of my mind.

the house, it feels so empty cause now i live alone. the kid next door keeps asking me where you've gone, and i tell him, i tell him you've gone home.

جوان ایراني شکر گذار باش درسته امروز سلامت روان کمتري نسبت به دیروز داري اما همین سلامت روان در مقابل سلامت رواني که فردا قراره داشته باشي نعمته.

jennierubyjaneholic.

‘‘we could skip All of the toxic and the pain, if not crazy, then what fun would it be? know i got a down bad, why can't you see? kinda fucked up but it's heaven to me’’

jennie portrays herself as a fallen angel: powerful enough to fly, yet vulnerable enough to feel completely lost without someone beside her. It’s not really about where she lands, but who is there when she does. such a work of art.

‘‘without you, these wings are of no use’’

‘‘can't you stay? don't leave a fallen angel out here on her own. find a place, wherever we land is where we turn into a home’’