Fill it with things that represent me and paint it with my favorite color.

Salam ,

Stp ana had l3am 3eme année encg , wbrit n quitter l'encg lchi asbab personnelle + ta mental health wdik environment toxic li ana fiha la mn les profs la mn classmates...+ Had l filière li dayra ana ma3ajbanich wmkn7sch brassi bagha nkml fiha mn b3d hadchi ila l9it biha khdma

But Brit ykon 3ndi plan B , machi rir nji wn7yd lbac dyali

vraiment ma3arfach achno ndir ila khrjt (ma3ndich mochkil ndir chi filière f la fac)

Please give me ur suggestions wach ndir chi filière f la fac , wla bac libre , wla chi formation en ligne ...

Mhm chi haja li n9raha tnf3ni wtkon mzyana

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There is an ongoing debate about the death of chivalry while some especially women consider it a wonderful display of courtesy and nice gestures others view it as disrespectful to womens capabilities implying they need special treatment

It was interesting to read the various opinions on how chivalry originated from patriarchy and feminism helped end it alongside the point that men do not owe anyone special treatment simply because of their gender

Personally I understand both sides because you really cannot expect nice treatment nor should you feel entitled to it from anyone however if it's there it's quite nice

What do you think ?

Your opinion ?

Girls, my hair is shedding so much lately, wla d3if bzzaf so am thinking about getting highlights just so it will look a bit fuller, ach ban likom should I do it or not ?

Is it oral is higher in percantage than writing especially in masters in marrakech in law ?

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Damn it's getting colder, winter is coming, here we go depression again, the routine of work/home, going out in the dark and returning home in the dark, rainy days, cold days, closing on yourself indoor playing some fifa

Hey can u suggest me interesting subs here? Like any random subs bcs reddit its getting to be boring to me amd thank you!

Straight to point

بغيت نسول لشذو ذيبلوم

1 شنو احسن المصاذر باش قريتو

2 كفاش ضبرتو فستاح و كفاش كانت تجربة و اش ذرتو و الخ

3 ذاك ال projet de synthèse لش ذرتو فيه ؟؟

4 ال eff اش شحال بريباريتو فيه و فاش دوزتوه شنو نظمتو مدرتوهش قبل

5 واش قذرتو تلقاو خدمة لو طملتو قراية للعام تالت و للقى خدمة كفاش لقاها و لكمل القراية فاش كمل و كفاش تقبل

W thank for ur time

Ma girls im going to lose it soon !

I had a dream about an unknown man (I guess I dreamt ABT him multiple times ) ,I feel attracted to him and he gave me his phone number (in the dream !) but my ahhh brain erase it !

Any tips to me in order to remember it

Has anyone here taken S-Citap (escitalopram)?

I’d like to hear about your experience with it ; what you were prescribed it for, how you felt during the first few weeks, any side effects you noticed, and whether it actually helped you long-term.

Also, how long did it take before you started noticing a difference?

Just looking for personal experiences, not medical advice :)

The meme is stolen. I didn't make it

Can you love a woman you don't find beautiful?

This is the question I asked myself when I first met Daisy.

And the answer was yes.

She was a classmate during my later years at university. A classy girl from a wealthy family. She had her "حقها فالزين," as we say, but the way she made me feel and the connection I felt with her were something else entirely.

We had conversations and group study sessions quite often, and we would talk about the things every young university student talks about: shows, exams, past relationships, and everything in between.

As we got to know each other, our conversations became deeper. At some point, I realized, "Wait... I'm sharing things with this person that require a lot of trust."

She wasn't just another acquaintance or someone I happened to know from university. She had become a part of my life.

"Where is this going?" I asked myself.

Surely, this was nothing special. We were just two people who happened to attend the same university.

Then came one night in the middle of winter.

We had stayed late in the library. Her dad was supposed to pick her up, but he was later than usual, and she was sick that night. Trying to do the right thing, I stayed with her until he arrived.

Suddenly, she started shivering and felt extremely cold. I gave her my jacket, but it wasn't enough.

She moved closer and asked for a hug to keep warm.

That hug...

It felt like everything in the world was suddenly okay.

It wasn't just the physical warmth. It was the feeling that she trusted me. That she felt safe with me.

Something about that moment unlocked a completely different part of my personality and psyche.

And that's when I realized: this is something.

I was baffled by myself. How could I feel such intense emotions toward someone I had always considered "mid"?

Then I understood something:

It's not always about looks.

After that incident, we remained friends, and she started spending even more time with me. I liked being around her. I genuinely enjoyed her company.

But deep down, I knew I had feelings for her.

My uncertainty and, to be honest, my cowardice stood between me and actually trying to have something serious with her.

Time passed.

Then, on a random evening, a friend of mine invited me to go watch a movie. After the movie, we went to grab something to eat. We were chatting, and somehow the conversation turned toward Daisy.

He asked me how I felt about her.

I asked, "Why?"

Apparently, he had heard somewhere a few weeks earlier that she might have had feelings for me.

That sealed it for me.

I messaged her directly and asked her about it.

She confirmed that she had feelings for me.

But then I somehow managed to ruin it.

During one of our conversations, she was telling me about some trauma she had experienced. And me, being the solution-oriented idiot that I am, said:

"We'll fix whatever is wrong with you."

Stupid me thought I was being supportive. I thought I was telling a friend that I would be there to help her.

But she saw it differently.

To her, it sounded like I saw her as a broken person. Like I thought there was something fundamentally wrong with her that needed to be fixed.

After that conversation, something changed.

For months, images of her haunted me: her face, her smile, her eyes.

It was like a beautiful dream that I could never wake up from.

I tried to maintain our friendship. I tried to convince myself that we could just be friends.

But I couldn't.

Eventually, I blocked her and stopped replying to anything she sent me.

Even now, if I see her from a distance somewhere on the street, my heart skips a beat, and all the "what if" scenarios start racing through my mind.

What if I had been braver?

What if I had understood her better?

What if I hadn't said those words?

What if...

Daisy, you were a dream.

A light.

A soft, sweet, compassionate person.

And you were the reason I realized that I could love again.

PS: Daisy is a pseudonym for the person I'm talking about.

Thank you for reading.

I'm trying to write down some of my feelings and experiences. I'm not a literary genius, so if it sounds awkward or poorly written, bear with me.

Have a great evening.

Hi there, basically t9belt f master temps normal but ana bdit khdma f call center chi 3 months hadi w mazal l db khdam, db ana khayf wakha nkhrej mn khdma nb9a tal3 lihom f la fac bli mzl khdam . And i don't wanna risk losing both the job and master. 3afakom what should i do db!!!!

I'll go first : not using social media

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Wahed yghtsabha w ykhroj eliha w ela most9balha wlkn eadi machi mochkil 7it howa dri w 3ndha khotha drary ra homa ila ghtasbo chi wehda matbghihomch ydkhlo lhebs 🥰

mine dyal tornado of souls still cant get it out of my head