Sunday, May 25




این زندگی ِ غربی دیگه داره کلافه ام می کنه
من شرقی ام





Wednesday, May 21


I prefer to look at this painting in silence.
No song can possibly complement it..
the elegance and complications in her face are devastating..
maybe I should go mute.









painting by: Leonardo Da Vinci


Monday, May 19

Saturday, May 17

Always for you




photo by: me

Thursday, May 15



I just found the coolest website ever on earth, check it out:
'coolest website ever'





Stand in the shade of me
Things are now made of me

You'll never be free of me
He'll make a tree from me




Sunday, May 11



I'm nothing but a fucking stubborn maniac with desperate desire on obsession.
I refuse..



Tom Waits -- Green Grass


ps. I want my ipod back.. :(



Friday, May 9





داستان ها دارم
از دیاران که سفر کردم و رفتم بی تو

Wednesday, May 7



Good People Die (Or Go To Canada)


Good people die
Bad people become your neighbors

I tied your untied shoes
And I want you to do me a favor

Don't leave me here to rot
My mom taught me not to talk to strangers

I don't know why
I feel sick when I look at the sky

I don't know why
I can't take my mind away from the smile

I don't know why
All the good people die or go to Canada

...

We reach for you, you are too far
We miss the snow flake we miss the dented car

You've packed your life now
In a suitcase
And you won't return my calls

The city has lost a pretty face
The night skies lost a shiny star

I don't know why
I feel sick when I look at the sky

I don't know why
I can't take my mind away from the smile

I don't know why
All the good people die or go to Canada

...

I wanna hijack the plane
And crash into any building on the way

Because life means really nothing without friends




Thanks to Mehdi who I've never met for the song


Sunday, May 4




"The fact that she kissed him twice and he kissed her back doesn't bother me as much" she thought.
"Just that I wanted to be there myself.. drunk.. watch, and feel the agony in my heart.. and the dizziness in my head.
The pain is lost now, somewhere in between people and time.
And I feel nothing."