گرمم است و انگار تمام کلمات جهان در ذهنم تکان تکان می خورند و خودشان را به دیوارهای ذهنم می کوبند.گرمم است و تب دارم.تب گفتن.انگار کن که همان حرف سهراب باشد.تب دارم و دچار گرمی گفتارم
Monday, April 5, 2010
I have no idea what I am talking about!!
I don't feel like writing...But that's not a problem. I'm afraid one day I'll be not feeling like living.That would be a problem...don't you think!!? Maryam 16.1.1389
Well, when that day comes, I would be standing right there, next to you, holding your hands in mine and telling you: "Welcome to the club, sweetheart!"!!!!
I already have my golden membership card darling! Some times I just pretend that I'm not part of it. The truth is when you became a member there is no way you can cancel your membership!!
Well, when that day comes, I would be standing right there, next to you, holding your hands in mine and telling you: "Welcome to the club, sweetheart!"!!!!
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I already have my golden membership card darling! Some times I just pretend that I'm not part of it. The truth is when you became a member there is no way you can cancel your membership!!
ReplyDeleteتو همیشه حس زندگی داری ...تو خود حیات مطلقی خود عشق ..خود حوا...خود لیلی....خود مریم.
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