Toska

My mother loves me But she doesn't like me She hats that I don't cower to her abuse with grace When she looks at me She sees my father's face And all the ways he didn't love her My mother loves me But with disdain She would rather call me useless than call me by my name Her words cut into me like glass I've spent my life in her aftermath My mother loves me But she doesn't like me So is that even love at all?

Something doesn’t feel right

I don’t have a clue what’s the right thing to do

چرا جوینید اصلا

هر چند روز یبار میام اینجا به خودم میرینم باز میرم تا بعدا

پف پفی زشت

از موهام بدم میاد اه

یعنی هیچکدومتون برنامه پارتی نداره جدی؟

دلم پارتی میخواد