they can never replace you

تیم چی؟؟؟؟ علی خرسندنژاد تیم چی؟؟؟؟

مهر و موم؟؟؟ SEAL؟؟؟؟؟

it's Sea Air and Land
IT'S SEAL

بچه‌ها می‌دونید zoochosis چیه؟
امشب می‌خوام براتون درمورد یه ماجرای جالب صحبت کنم

The ache of my existence often brings me to ponder the cruel irony of life’s gift: the illusion of choice. To wish for parents who never were, for the void that filled their absence, it’s a longing both profound and hollow. I am haunted by the idea of a life unfettered by the shackles of familial expectation, a life where I could sculpt my own destiny unburdened by the shadows of others. To have lived without them, to wander this earth with a heart untainted by their decisions and mistakes, is a dream wrapped in melancholy. I find myself envious of those who possess the courage to forge their own paths, unencumbered by the weight of a lifetime wasted. It is the eternal lament of a soul that never quite found its way, never seized the moments that slipped through my fingers like sand. I yearn for the courage I never had, for the strength to grasp at life’s fleeting opportunities. My existence seems a litany of regrets and unrealized dreams, a symphony of the would-have-beens and the might-have-beens. In the quiet corners of my mind, I mourn not just the loss of a past I can never reclaim, but the potential of a future that remains forever out of reach.

لیا هیچ وقت نمی‌فهمه چقدر خودش و نوشته‌هاشو دوست دارم

بادی اولین شیپیه که دیدم طرفدارهاشون تنها دلیلی که براش می‌نویسن نشون دادن احساسات این دوتاست. فن فیکشن‌‌های تگ E انقدر کمن که من اولین بار فکر کردم فندوم اشتباهی رو اومدم. اینا فقط می‌خوان زجر بکشی، با اسمات کاری ندارن =)

یعنی اینطوریه که اوه فصل شیش اون قسمت رو دیدی؟ بیا برات ۹۳۸ تا فیک ازش داریم که توی سناریوهای مختلف تجربه‌ش کنی و بفهمی چقدر سینگلی

↳「#NineOneOne」

i want to rip my skin off and put on a new one. i wanna break my fingers and let them heal in different, better, prettier angles. i wanna pull my hair out until it grows back healthier. i wanna peel the skin off my lips until they're pink enough, big enough. i wanna pull my guts out until my stomach is flat enough. i wanna be hairless in some places and then have twice as much hair in some others. i wanna pull my nails out and put on a prettier set. i wanna tie my wrists and ankles to two vehicles and tell them to drive in opposite directions until i'm stretched taller. i wanna carve my eyes out so the lids are no longer hooded, and under it is no longer wrinkly. i wanna untangle my vocal cords and knit them back together again until i sound how i want to. i wanna pull out my spine and shove a metal rod in its place so that my back is straight and my posture pretty. i wanna take a knife to my thighs and cut until they're slim as a doll's. i wanna shrink my ears and straighten my nose and lengthen my fingers and sharpen the edges of any round corner. i don't want to try loving so many unlovable things. i simply want to stop existing as i am.

I'm not ugly
I'm just not pretty enough