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مبروك الـ ٣٠٠ وجودييي ان شاء الله اكثرر اشتقتلك اويي 3>

وانا اقرا beside u جاني خبر هيسونغ يطلع من إنهايبن

اختباري قرب اوي، دعواتك وجودييي

الفصل بتاع حفله يجنن >°<

مرحبا، اتمني انكم بخير، انا ريدا كاتبه جديده علي وتباد، ولدي الكثير اريد تقدمه هنا من كتابات ومؤلفات خاصه بي، اول روايه لي هنا، اريدكم ان تضفوني وبس، نوع رواياا، حزن، رومانسي، فانتازيا، كيبوب

          استعرت من مكتبة قريتي كتاب ( صديقي ما أعظمك ) للكاتب عبد الوهاب مطاوع، لقيت عليه إمضاء باسم دكتور عائلته معروفة عندنا فسألت الأمينة عنه قالت إنه أهدي الكتاب للمكتبة وإنه حاليًا مستقر في السعودية، حاسة بشعور لطيف وكأني بتعرف علي شخصيته من تخطيطاته في الكتاب والملاحظات اللي جنب الفقرات اللي نالت إعجابه واللي عكستلي بعض أخلاقه، علي كل حال شكرًا علي الكتاب ❤️

Perfection is finally obtained not when there is no longer anything to add, but when there’s no longer anything to take away.
          —Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars

" وإذا كنا أكاذيب فنحن أكاذيب من صنع أنفسنا "
          موسم الهجرة إلي الشمال - الطيب صالح 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/401553155?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=DarkNova912

‎من All Mine : 
          
          “ Yeonjun, have you seen Joon-su? I am certain you are watching over him like a guardian angel; he is a wonderful child, radiating the same incredible energy as you and Soobin. Speaking of which, I hope the two of you are together now, finally reconciled. I spoke to Soobin on your behalf, and I am sure he has forgiven you by now. You may have already realized that I lived my life for those I loved. It wasn't entirely wrong, nor was it entirely right, but I learned something else from you: that people alone cannot keep us alive; dreams, too, possess that very magic. I will always remember you whenever I feel like giving up; I will tell myself, 'It seemed impossible, yet Yeonjun achieved it.' You truly left your mark on me, boy; you taught me so much. “ 
          I murmured, then bowed in respect to the memory of the late young man who was a son, a brother, a friend, and an artist cherished by his fans. I straightened up and turned to leave. I took a few steps away from the monument, then turned back to look at it one last time. Now I know that things—no matter how permanent they seem—are always threatened by departure. And that one day, I was here, in this very place, where I shall never be again.