#meaningless

Bab Al Bahrain, Bahrain.

عجيب أمر النوم… ما له طعم، بس هو ألذ شي يحس فيه المتعب!

محاولات تبريد مستمرة في هالأجواء الحارة.. والسيارة كالعادة شغالة شفط للحرارة.

Little tiny cup

Life feels ruined

some days the silence around feels heavier than all your noise pretending to mean something to someone else carelessly gone

جاء في بالي معجون أسنان بطعم القهوة حتى أستمتع بطعمها قبل نومي، وفعلاً بحثت ووجدت في متجر أمازون، لكنه بطعم آيس لاتيه. بما أنني مدمن قهوة، أفكر فعلاً في تجربته.

“I would’ve taken gregor samsa on walks” is perhaps the single most concerning thing you have ever said, are you quite well, marsy?

how can I be „quite well“, when the person claiming to be his mother recoiled from her own son? how, when he himself had loved them all unconditionally only to learn that it wasn’t a mutual love? how, when he tried to hold on to his humanity but was stripped of it not by his bodily transformation but his family‘s inability to love someone that wasn’t economically useful? do you understand how frustrating it is that he had carried them through THEIR debt despite the fact that he was THEIR child, he had taken responsibility for his family’s stability despite the fact that they - as his parents - were supposed to care for him and not the other way around and then when he ceased to be financially advantageous they just had the nerve to adapt without him. to even act as if they knew better all along. like they never even needed him to begin with! so tell me, how the fuck am I supposed to be well when he died unloved, devoid of any humanity - NOT WITHIN HIMSELF BUT IN THE WAY HE WAS TREATED - and absolutely meaningless because he was never as integral to their survival as he had thought before. they made him carry the responsibility of upholding their family‘s standard of living only to turn on him and wave it in his face that it had never been necessary, that they had always been capable of doing it themselves all along. how could they? how dare they? the only inhumane and monstrous beings in that book are his parents. (don’t ask me what I think about his sister!) kafka, I demand reparations for the emotional anguish you have caused me.

and just like that, i relapsed. not in the middle of the night, or a big break down like i thought i would. no, it was quiet; quick. i was left alone with my thoughts for a second too long. all that progress, gone. for a second of relief. unfortunately, it was worth it to me.

rubbish

Life and Death Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, darkness to darkness, void to void, emptiness to emptiness, nothing to nothing, all to all—and then, no more.

كيف تخلي معدتك باردة، قهوة مقطرة بالثلج 🧡😅

Is the U.S.-Iran ceasefire meaningless after 2 days of strikes? The U.S. and Iran continue to trade attacks as President Trump takes a more drastic posture on the conflict. Mark Cancian, a senior adviser for the Center for Strategic and International Studies’ Defense and Security Department, joins with his take on the future of the U.S.-Iran ceasefire. Source link Is the U.S.-Iran ceasefire meaningless after 2 days of strikes?

In a failed democracy politics is as spectacular, and meaningless, as a fireworks show… – Michael Lipsey

The kind of meaningless command designed to remind someone who’s in charge. Caro Claire Burke, from Yesteryear

i often think of gay irishmen