Diary : Leaves of my life

Diary : Leaves of my life

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In this fake world , nothing is scaring me than disappointment , The walls of pale loneliness and its blocked windows inspire me , I am weird ?! Maybe my disability to live between polluted souls make me fall in love with loneliness , do you know what !! watching their mistakes without being able to stop them really exhausted me . :( في هذا العالم المزيف لم يعد يخيفني شيئ سوى خيبات الامل جدران الوحدة الباهتة ونوافذها الموصدة تستهويني غريب أمري حقا .... ربما لافتقاري ميزة التميز بين الارواح والنفوس الملوثة جعلني أهيم في عشق الوحدة ،فتتيع خطى أخطائهم حقا أرهقني
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My Life

This would be really boring. You don't need to waste time reading this. Not just boring, it might be even heartbreaking. The story was still going on, and therefore I had no idea whether it would end in a tragedy or not, but I had a feeling it would. And it did. We broke up under the striking, burning sun of 19th September, 2016. I write usually in a monotone description, therefore don't judge if you read this. My name is Rue, and I wish my life could be like the picture I put as a cover of my story, colourful, calm, and with a soulmate who keeps loving me all the way. However, things never happen as what we would like them to happen. I don't love my life, but I want to remember all that once happened. I want to look back one day, when I'm fully grown, and smile or tell my old self right now that I'm dumb. Mostly and lastly, I just want to remember him, the one I very much remember right now, but will fade in times to come. It is already fading now, and I only hope that I can write them all before they disappear from my mind, forever...

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