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Azizi’s Warm Corner

Azizi’s Warm Corner

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جوهر انسانی ما توانایی ما در استدلال کردن است. https://www.youtube.com/@AziziWC https://t.me/HidenChat_Bot?start=1332560643

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ایران هم بودی کاری نمی‌کردی جز کصشعر گفتن

نمیشه که فقط ظاهر رو نگه داشت پشت ظاهر جور دیگه ای رفتار کرد

مثلاً میری میگی وای من خیلی خفنم اومدم آمریکا گوشیم رو جواب نمیدم؟

مد شده؟

تو اون آمریکا گوشی جواب نمی‌دید کلا؟

گوشیت رو جواب بدههههه

گودبای و کیر خر. برگرد ببینم با انگلیسی ای که یادت دادم اینارو میگی؟ حیف دورم حیففف دورممم

And in the end, goodbye

I’m sorry for burdening you with my words first thing in the morning I wanted to write in Persian, but unfortunately, because of my childhood, I can’t really express my emotions well in Persian

If things keep going like this, I seriously doubt I’ll make it to twenty

I tried many times to get rid of myself From pushing a heated knife into my hand when I was 16, to trying to throw myself from the fifth floor of a building But either it didn’t happen because of my bad luck, or if it was about to happen, they forcibly stopped it I wish I lived in countries where I could legally end this life by air injection.

Nothing is going to pass It’s only going to get worse and worse, until it finally leads to death

Damn all those fake, empty hopeful sentences

Where exactly is this damn passing everyone talks about?

The pain I carry started when I was five, when I was first thrown into society I kept telling myself, over and over, This too shall pass But it didn’t It grew More and more. So when does this pass?

The philosophy behind this place is the same Azizi’s warm corner On the surface, it means a warm corner belonging to Azizi But the real meaning is this: this is my corner of falling apart The only place I have The only thing I have left

The only thing I feel I can do is collapse into a corner, die, and slowly fall apart

But it’s too late now I’ve reached the very end of what I can endure I’ve come to the end of the road All I see in front of me is a tall wall I don’t see a way out

Putting all of that aside I’m looking for something or maybe it’s better to say, someone A friend who truly understands me, and lets me understand them too That part being allowed to understand them matters a lot One sided connections are honestly ridiculous......

No one has ever understood me It’s like I’m trash, thrown into a corner, and everyone who passes by kicks me