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After all, they will just turn me down. Since when did I had the rights to speak for myself? No one lets me speak though. And no one listens. I hope I am mute. I had a sleepless night again. When I got home yesterday, I just locked myself here in my room. Drowning in the silence of my room. It's the only thing that hugs my lonely soul. I'm so broken. I really do.

There was no other way around it ,I just had to accept my fate. *Άκουσέ με, Άκουσέ με ,παρέχω ,παρέχω και επιτρέψτε μου να επιτύχω…αόρατις ,σιωπή ,λαθραία κρύβω* “Hear me ,hear me , provide , provide me with silence , invisibility ,stealth and hide me,”

™ ™Let It wander if it will™ Min Jon>> ™Lost In thoughts of you, ™ ™Solitude pleases me™ ™As My breath mingles with yours, I can breath again™ ™If the sweet night is spent by your side, The dawn will break with lights and air™ Boo Di>> ™Since my eyes caught sight of you™ ™they brim over with you alone,™ Min Jon>> ™Touch Me again and tell me™ ™what did you wish for? "As my breath mingles with yours™ ™I can breath again ™ Boo Di>> ™ The Fragrance of your body touches my soul™

Tears roll down my cheeks; “I’m weak, Zuri, can’t you see? I’m a stupid, weak woman…!” I barely end my sentence when Zuri grabs my arm and shakes me so hard, my teeth rattles. Her expression is hard and fierce when she says; “No friend of mine is weak or stupid, do you fucking understand me?! How you talk to yourself is important, Amani, and right now, you’re being very rude. I don’t ever want to hear you address yourself by those demeaning words again. Understood?!” I open my mouth to respond but the words get stuck in my throat when a sudden, deafening crash rents the air.

mushkil ho gaya khud ko kaise How did it become difficult for me pahachaanuu main pahachaanuun to recognize myself, to recognize myself din kaTta hai kaTte na raatiya I endure the daytime; the nights are endured kis se kahuun main ye saarii baatiyan To whom can I tell all these things? guDiyaa Doll man men tarangen uTHne lagii hain Waves have begun to roll through my mind yeh kaisii yeh kaisii

My very own sanctuary. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

is the only word that leaves his mouth. We get back on the road and drive in complete silence for the entire drive home. When we finally get home, I get out of the truck and make my way to the back to my place. There is every part of me that hopes that he would call my name, but he does not once say a single word. The further I get, the more my heart breaks. Just before I reach a point where I can almost hear nothing at all, I listen to him talk to himself. “For fuck sakes."

I wiped it gently with the back of my hand and whispered again, this time not to the river but to myself. “I am still here,” I said. The words settled over me with a quiet certainty. They did not need to be louder, nor did they demand anyone else’s acknowledgment. It was enough that I had spoken them, that I had claimed my own existence in the presence of a place that had once mirrored only sorrow.

~There's no reason, there's no rhyme I found myself blindsided by A feeling that I've never known I'm dealing with it on my own Phone is quiet, walls are bare I drink myself to sleep, who cares? No one even has to know I'm dealing with it on my own~ Everyone was in awe of the coldness of her voice, they could feel every line pierce their heart by the way she sang it. It was smooth and gentle. Sophia gradually closed her eyes, her heart heaving. ~Heavy thoughts when it gets late Put me in a fragile state I wish I wasn't going home Dealing with it on my own I'm praying but it's not enough I'm done, I don't believe in love

My fiancée and my best friend were the top partners at a multi-million-dollar law firm, while I was just the guy handling the administrative work. In the courtroom, they were in perfect sync, trading fierce legal arguments and sharing an effortless dynamic. In their personal lives, they casually flirted through law jokes that only the two of them understood. I could never get a word in, edge-wise. Every time they laughed, I offered a painfully awkward smile. Even at my mother's funeral, nothing changed. They chatted merrily in front of her coffin, eventually breaking into audible laughter. “Clara, can you greet the guests?” I called out to her. I was the only child in the family, and a