Dia's Diary𖦹

Sometimes I feel like I don’t belong to the time I was born into.

I’m in tears

شیطونه داره تو گوشم میگه موهاتو رنگ کن. موهاتو رنگ کن. موهاتو رنگ کن.🗣

I still love academic life, in my own way. I’m learning how to live with it just differently now. this time through art

mathematics. It was difficult, yet quietly fascinating. I learned a lot from it. not only numbers, but patience. It passed, like everything does. Somewhere along the way, I realized I wasn’t where I belonged. So I let that chapter end, made peace with it, and chose a new path for myself.

چه روزهای غمگینی.

هنوز وقتی ازم می‌پرسن چند سالته یکم مکث میکنم و میخوام بگم ۱۶ اما یادم میوفته که ۱۸ سالمه انگار که تو همون سن گیر کردم و دیگه بزرگتر نشدم

خیلیا باور نمیکنن ولی من از شهربازی میترسم.

Golden hair, rainy days inside.☔️ Strange times. Gone faster than I expected

The 2024 era. It felt iconic in its own quiet way. I had golden hair, bright and soft, but inside, it was raining most days. Those were strange days — confusing, heavy, beautiful in a sad way. And somehow, they passed. Time moved faster than I expected, and there was nothing I could do but let it.

Las estrellas y la luna ellas me dicen donde stoy