A coral's dream

یه عالمه محتوای گوربایی دارم:

میشه یه نفر بیاد بگه من کی و کجا بوردگیم کودتا بازی کردم؟؟؟ هرچقدرررر فکر می‌کنم یادم نمیاد و پرام ریخته :|

Hehe

so true 😂

همین که سعی می‌کنه خوشحالت کنه یه دنیا می‌ارزه؛ حتی اگه نتونه.

متن‌های لیلا رو گاهی هنوز به وسطش نرسیده چشمام تار میشه نمیتانم بخوانم. این بچه یه معجزه‌ست.

I want to see the world with you, to lose ourselves in cities we've only whispered about in the quiet hours of the night. I can see it now your hand in mine as we drift through streets crowded with strangers, or sit by the sea, letting the waves speak in place of all the words we don't need. You and I, far away from the weight of the world, wrapped in our own little universe. It feels like some fevered dream. soft and unreal, but it's one I ache to bring to life. I don't crave grand adventures or blazing lights, just fleeting moments moments where it's only us, and the noise of everything else dissolves into mist. I see us beneath a sky heavy with stars, side by side, exchanging thoughts without speaking. Silence is enough when I have you near; your presence is my peace. You are the steady to my chaotic, the anchor I hold onto while everything around us shifts and trembles. I don't need the world, my love, just a small corner of it with you.

نرفتم سراغ رفرنس کلاغ. حس کردم تصویر اصلی توی مغزم رو تغییر میده بنابراین اگر کلاغام کلاغ نیستن ببخشید تو خوابم کلاغ بودن. یعنی دیدین مثلاً تو خواب یه چیزی میک‌سنس می‌کنه ولی بیدار می‌شین نه؟ همون شکلی.

Could've been something like this

Here's a smoll story based on my last dream. I'd be happy to hear ur comments.

It was a beautiful sunset. The sky was painted purple with scarlet shades and it was as clear as the windows showing them. She looked at the sky, mesmerized by the beauty, and decided to take some pictures to eternalise its glamour. She took her phone, opened its camera and spotted a good view. She started walking towards the French windows and brought up her phone to take a picture. The moment she fixed her hand there were some small black shapes in one corner of her picture frame. They grew closer and she noticed they were crows. Hundreds or even thousands of crows flew in a cycle yet closing their distance with the window she was staring through. There were so many of them that they filled most of the camera frame. Some were attacking the window, causing her to jolt up a bit. This all took maybe 5 seconds and she started to feel dizzy and took her eyes from the picture frame of her phone and moved it away from the window. The black cloud was gone and it was the purple sky again. She shook her fears off and lifted the camera again. The moment the picture was out of its blurry version, the crows were back, harsher than before. She felt dizzy again and put her phone down. This happened 4-5 times until she started to notice something in that black canvas. She could see a face. It should've been her face, logically. But it wasn't. It had of course something to do with her. It was of a woman's. Her face pale as if it never seen the sunlight, large dark black eyes with painted eyeliners in a specific way around them, continuing till her forehead. There was no sign of the rest of the body or even her hair. Even if there were any, she failed to notice. It was only a face to her. She had shady lips which showed off some sort of secret. The face, she thought, should belong to a goddess. Something to do with the crows of course. She approached the window and let her camera levitate around. This time the cloud was there, so was the lady. Her face was indicating she has some mysteries and she's willing to share them. The girl approached the lady and brought her hand closer to the window. Trying to close the gap between herself and that arcane image- And I woke up. #wild_dreams - Paw

GUYS I SWEAR TO GOD 😭😭😭

Reason to live!!!