Rambling muses of a girl who lives in two worlds. And belongs to neither.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Angels. for a change.
Are there angels watching over us?
Are they there, just to watch over us?
Do they understand? Or do they just laugh?
Are they as confused as us?
Do they know more? Is that enough?
Do they judge?
Do they forgive? Or they think it's not important to us!
Are they out there?
What's the point of having the cake, when you can't eat it?
Are they there, just to watch over us?
Do they understand? Or do they just laugh?
Are they as confused as us?
Do they know more? Is that enough?
Do they judge?
Do they forgive? Or they think it's not important to us!
Are they out there?
What's the point of having the cake, when you can't eat it?
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
one lifetime at a time
يکی از همين روزها که خسته شدی از تلاش برای مثل هم کردن همه ی آدم ها،
دستت را خواهم گرفت،
تو را روی صندلی کهنه ی گوشه ی اتاق خواهم نشاند
و با هم لذت خواهيم برد از تمام تفاوت ها
دستت را خواهم گرفت،
تو را روی صندلی کهنه ی گوشه ی اتاق خواهم نشاند
و با هم لذت خواهيم برد از تمام تفاوت ها
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
all that can be done
There are pictures, that shouldn't be.
And then there not pictures, that should be.
And then there not pictures, that should be.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
we never learn!
بار اول داشتم با موبايل حرف می زدم،
بار دوم جلوی انتشارات بودم،
بار سوم روز تولدم بود.
امروز، يه هفته بعد از تولدم وقتی داشتم با موبايل حرف می زدم جلوی انتشارات مچ پام پيچ خورد...
فعلاً که به روی خودم نمی آرم
بار دوم جلوی انتشارات بودم،
بار سوم روز تولدم بود.
امروز، يه هفته بعد از تولدم وقتی داشتم با موبايل حرف می زدم جلوی انتشارات مچ پام پيچ خورد...
فعلاً که به روی خودم نمی آرم
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