The worst thing in this world, is to know a lot. a lot about me makes you rush to get rid of me, a lot about poletics, you're a dead man! a lot about physiatrics, ruins your joy life. a lot about life drives you mad.
Lord, thank you for not letting me know more
Lord, thank you for hiding my sins
thank you for hiding master keys
for sleep, rest...
denial

- recovery section please, it's really urgent...
- do I know you? yes you are the mother fucker who killed my friend, bang, poof!
- the police is here, yellow cabs are messing around on my mind. you can't park here negger...
- amphetamine is restricted for virgins, decrease your dose and jerk off or pop the funny cherry
- she's running still and takes more victims, get out of the rail pal
- boarder is close right now, you may departure tomorrow early morning, please transmit the amount
- we will, we will rock you... early tomorrow morning.

I sell my past to be able to sell my today,
I sell my today to live till tomorrow,
I sell my future to live better today,
we sell all our livings for more safer death...

Today is the middle of Sha'baan. copy the code bellow and sleep the rest of the day

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body
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dim salavat
salavat="اللهم صل علي محمد و آل محمد"
for i = 1 to 1000
response.write("for Mahdi's health: " & salavat)
next
%
/body
/html

days you've got enough time, to think. like a prisoner to your mind. each time I'm thinking of life, tons of words rush into my mind, and I handle them this way:
life is a dream tries to become a nightmare,
life is an opportunity, tries to ruin the others,
life is a promised duty, yells on you for fulfill,
life is a whore, seduces to torture her victims,
life is a tragedy, do you dare to confront??

I recall this song from my childhood:
When we all give the power, We all give the best
Every minute of an hour, Don't think about the rest
And you all get the power, You all get the best
When everyone gets everything, And every song everybody sings
...And it's life

Whenever people run for a buzz on you, they try to seduce you in different ways! tongues or legs, hands or heads, these are body language stylish guys, but there are some other I hate more! the nerds try to seduce you with their past and career! are you with me??
The tables are changing fast, and I'm out of energy... these days. I feel lonely, I confess. stop the process, for god's sake, and let me squeeze my head in my hands, for a moment. stop the runaway chart analysing, stop the fuckin' calculation... stop it or I will pump up again faggots!

I'm an old pig digging my own shit and can't still smell it on my own knees.This wouldn't be another histeric tragedy or some side effects of being few fucking nights of loneliness, this wouldn't be some script of damned dramatic poetry... and this ain't gonnabe a pre suicide testament... I swear!

Living a lie after 26 years of thinkin' I'm a real misanthropic nerd, I'm gonna hate the entire world sometimes, but I'm still in extreme love with my girl friend after 9 years, so I'm a 9 year old humanist living a lie for 26 years! but I really hate all the other mother fuckers around, messin' up their minds with daily repeated things. but I can't get the hell rid of reading some weblogs talking about these periodical feelings, as ordinary as simple people... so I'm living a lie, I'm living in opositions... at least for 26 past years.