iv got my twenty fifth pair of earnings today,only a few of these earnings were bought by others  ,so they are basically reminders of the days i spent alone wandering streets ,thinking and struggling.they are rewards of surviving another shitty day,a kind of day that you wish you have never been born.

I told her that im in love with someone

at the university 

then we laughed so hard that it hurt.

i couldn't tell her stories

of a different me.

she knew me to well to fall for that.

I have lived here all my life,i'v thought about leaving  for a bigger and more civilized country,somewhere you can be  free in the reality of your daily life ,but there is this part of me that always betrays that idea ,the part that  in may dreams and mental pictures  places me in a village far from people and cities.a quite place hidden in Iran's western mountains or in its deserts .maybe she is the one that knows my most honest desire , the desire of  being at peace with myself.