I’ve become the kind of person who no longer explains themselves, choosing instead to remain the villain in everyone’s story.

On Yalda Night, we gather to celebrate warmth, stories, and the promise of brighter days.
#HappyYalda 🍉

The higher your standards, the quieter your phone.

This year I survived, next year I want to live.

Two seasons have passed since summer, yet the sadness remains.

“I am tired of carrying this conscious corpse.”

Wishing you peace, warmth, and quiet joy #Merry_Christmas. 🎄

No room for toxic and ungrateful people in 2026.

Fuck the past, focus on the future.

A part of my existence has permanently become a Friday evening.

High prices became normal; affordable became a myth.
#Iran💔

Even patience has become installment-based.

Here’s to new beginnings — welcome 2026.
#HappyNewYear 🎄

For the tired people of Iran: brighter days are still possible.

My mother Iran, endure a little longer.

I need to disconnect from the world for a while.

#MIGA 💚🤍❤️.

After forced silence, we return quietly. With grief, with respect, with condolences for Iran.

Given the current situation in our country and the mourning we share for our young lives lost, our hearts are heavy.
We are grieving, and we don’t have the strength for regular activity.
We hope these dark days pass, and that the hearts of grieving mothers and fathers find peace again.
#Iran 💚🤍❤️

#11780 💔

"You will forever remain in our hearts and memories.”