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That's why I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Baby, we're already defeated Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Everything changed me I, I, I, I, I don't think you can save me .

- ุชุนุจุชู ู…ู† ุฃู† ุฃูƒูˆู† ุฎูŠุงุฑู‹ุง ุซุงู†ูŠู‹ุงุŒ ู…ุคู‚ุชู‹ุงุŒ ุฃูˆ ุทูŠู‘ุนู‹ุง ู„ู„ู†ุณูŠุงู† .

ุงู…ุฑุฃุฉ ููŠู‘ูŽุงุถุฉ ุจูุงู„ุฑูู‚ุฉ ุŒ ุฃูŠู†ู…ุง ุญูŽู„ู‘ุช ุ› ุญูŽู„ู‘ูŽ ู…ุนู‡ุง ุงู„ุฏููุก .

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- ุงู…ู’ุฑุฃุฉ ู…ูู† ุณูู„ุงู„ุฉู ุงู„ุถูŽูˆุก ุชูŽุฎุชุฒูู„ู ุงู„ู†ููˆุฑ ููŠ ุนูŽูŠู†ูŠู‡ุง .

ุฃู†ุง ุงู„ุชู‘ูŽุงุฆู‡ู ููŠ ุตุญุฑุงุก ุฐุงุชูŠุŒ ุฏูˆู†ูŽ ุนู†ุงุกู ุงู„ุจุญุซู ุนู† ุธู„ู‘ู ุฃู†ุชุธุฑูƒู ูƒุบูŠู…ุฉู.. ู…ุชู‰ ุชูู…ุทุฑูŠู†ุŸ

ู„ู‚ูŠุช ุงู„ุชุญูุฉ ุฏูŠ ุจุงู„ุงู†ุณุชุง ู‚ู„ุช ู…ุง ุจุดูˆูู‡ุง ู„ุญุงู„ูŠ .โœจ

๐Ÿ–คโœจ .
๐Ÿ–คโœจ .

Sometimes life feels like a dream. Other times, a loop. But inside that surreal rhythm, weโ€™re all just trying to find direction in a place that doesnโ€™t always offer one. And maybe thatโ€™s okay. Maybe awareness is the first step toward clarity. Not to fix the world, but to start noticing when something doesnโ€™t feel real โ€” and to question why we keep calling it normal .

we exist, but we are not living Thereโ€™s something unsettling about watching a man walk backward through a world that pretends everything is normal. No one notices. No one questions it. The cameras keep rolling. The others keep working. Life moves on, as if the strange doesnโ€™t exist. But maybe thatโ€™s the message. So many of us are moving in ways that donโ€™t make sense โ€” not even to ourselves. Carrying invisible weight. Going through the motions. Smiling in places we feel nothing. And still, the world moves on, unaware. This video is more than just a glitch in reality. Itโ€™s a reflection of the human condition. The way we often feel out of sync, like somethingโ€™s off but we canโ€™t name it. Like weโ€™re drifting through routine, disconnected from purpose. And yet, we continue. Not because everything makes sense โ€” but because weโ€™ve learned to adapt, to survive, to move anyway.

ู‚ู„ูŠ ู…ูŠู† ูŠุง ู„ูˆูƒุง ..

- ู†ูˆู„ุฏ ู…ู† ู†ุดูˆุฉ ูˆู†ู…ูˆุช ู…ู† ุฃู„ู…. " ุฏูˆุณุชูˆูŠูุณูƒูŠ"

- ูŠุง ู„ุฑูƒุงูƒุฉ ุงู„ู‚ุตุงุฆุฏ ... ุฃู…ุงู… ุจู„ุงุบุฉ ู…ู„ุงู…ุญู‡ุง !

- ุฃุนูˆุฏ ุฅู„ูŠูƒ ูƒู„ู…ุง ู‡ุฒู…ุชู†ูŠ ู†ูุณูŠ ูˆ ุดุนุฑุช ุจุงู†ุทูุงุฆูŠ ูˆ ุชุฌู†ุจุช ุฃุญุงุฏูŠุซ ุงู„ุบูŠุฑ ูˆ ู„ุงุฒู…ู†ูŠ ุงู„ุดุนูˆุฑ ุจุงู„ุชูŠู‡ ููŠ ูƒู„ ู…ุฑุฉ ุฃุนูˆุฏ ุฅู„ูŠูƒ ู„ุฃุทู…ุฆู† ูˆ ูŠุฒูˆู„ ุดุนูˆุฑูŠ ุจุงู„ุฎูˆู ุฃุนูˆุฏ ู„ุฃู†ูƒ ูƒู„ ู…ุง ุฃุญุจ. ๐Ÿ–คโœจ

ุชุญุถุฑ ู…ุณู„ุณู„ ุนุดุงู† ุชุบูŠุฑ ุฌูˆ ูˆุชุทู„ุน ู…ู† ุงู„ุงูƒุชุฆุงุจ . - ุงู„ู…ุณู„ุณู„:

๐Ÿ–ค
๐Ÿ–ค

..ุŸ!
..ุŸ!

ู†ุณุชุณู„ู… .. ู„ูƒู† ู„ุง.
ู†ุณุชุณู„ู… .. ู„ูƒู† ู„ุง.

ูŠุงู„ุฑู‚ุชู‡ุงุŒ ู„ูŠุณูŽ ู…ูู€ู† ุงู„ุณู‘ู€ู‡ู€ู„ ุฃู† ุชูŽุนู€ูŠู€ุด ูˆุฃู†ุชู’ ุชูู€ุฑุงุนููŠ ูู€ุฑุงุดู€ุฉ .

again and again....