Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.

“هي آمنت بالمستحيل و لهذا السبب ربحت معركة اعتبرها الكل بمن فيهم انا خاسرة ,, هذ…”

“No one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone. That is the true experience of…”

“ALWAYS chose the road less taken.”

“That is why I write - to try to turn sadness into longing, solitude into rememb…”