And prayers for you, who walked on the egg shells of a heart that beat one day, to the rhythm of your breathing.

Prayers for the people whom cries tore the skies apart like the howls of an animal, begging to be loved.

Prayers for the soul of the lovers who died on their knees and blood streamed down their eyes rather than their heart.

‏آدمی که دوستت داشته باشه برات توضیح میده.

شمع ندارم بیام چیکار کنم..??

‏آدمی که دوستت داشته باشه برات توضیح میده.

That is basically me if you even care

روزم با خوردن شیر فاسد شروع شد.

Mom says don't, it might flood up. But dear, my heart longs for it.