Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Sunday, January 1, 2012

In Praise of Me

In Praise of Me


Siamak is waiting for me to write something and then he will shake his ass!
Afshin is dead!
This is another endless night for me. I have finished all my tea bags. 4:30PM. Silent building... I am extremely thirsty and bottle is empty.... lots of assignments.... Professor is asleep now. Fucking or being fucked. Science is marching on. Girls are dreaming. A dead man is walking. A fool is writing. Who is reading?
All friends are repeating their roles. Somebody white green is getting red, loosing his mind...
I am supposed to be tired.... just supposed to be....