Thursday, February 22, 2007

لعنت به من و خواسته های من و هوای مسموم اتاقم.
لعنت به فکر و ذهن و جوراب های لنگه ام.
لعنت به اشک و آفت و تبخال.
و دست چپم که مثل سرمازدگی شده.


تنها عروسکی که تا به امروز دوست داشتم، یه گوریل سفید بود.
الآن واقعاً آرزو می کنم که امشب می تونستم بغلش کنم و بخوابم.

6 comments:

Ni lo sueñes said...

hi!!! i am mexican you are from japan????
hola soy mexicana eres de japon o china o de donde??

one view said...

:) cheghadr ino dust daram!

Anonymous said...

baba chilax. Bikhail. Baz ke ghat zadi nazanin. Life is too short of seart on the universe. Go back to life and fight. Remember, never give up. Here is the answer:: wash the socks, open the windows and wash your face and put your left hand under the water and go buy urself a dull. Or take a short nap. Everything will be cool. Maybe happiness is just around the corner. even if it is not make yourself some.
wish you luck

Anonymous said...

what I meant was "swear" not "seart"
LOL

Anonymous said...

MANAMA

Anonymous said...

eeeeeeee......ok!
but that freaked me out!