کی فکرشو ميکرد الان ۷ ماه از شروع دانشگاه گذشته.۷ ماه خيلی زياده.
وای و امتحان ها شروع داره می شه.
بی خيال امتحانا فعلا.
oh god!!!?who would think how much fun i had in this 7 month?who care what i learn from all this long time?don't be silly that's not about studing it's about life,it's about how people can make thair life so joyfull.it's about when you grow up.it's about when u start thinking seriousely.it's about that everything find a meaning for you
it's the time you should care.it's the time you must use it in the best way to make all your wishes come true,to make your life such a great event in history.
i loved my life in this 7 month i hope it gets better
sometime we are so down in life.i could say in this 7 month i was down about 7 times.every month there was some days such hell in my life but all that damn sad days help me to know manythings
you know sometimes we go so down so we think there is no light anymore but there is and you will find it,if you couldn't,don't worry someone will help you
there are always someone to help you without any expectation.some people that give all their faith,love,life,energy,... to you.there is always someone out there who wants to see you happy,to see your victories.someone to take away your tears,some one to make you sure that everythings is allright
then all you can do is to be someone who reply all their kindness in anyway you could even if they don't think that you should reply their kindness
sometimes you get so mad at people who you really love such parents and your family sometimes you treat people who you love,too bad so they hate you somehow
sometimes you disappoint other people and sometimes others disappoint you
sometimes you do something really and completely wrong and sometime you do the best thing that every one proud at you.most of the time you decide to do manythings but you don't becouse of many reasons
but all that you should do is: don't regret about the past,enjoy all the moment of present and make your tommorow better
life is to short for wasting time and god is too busy and old to remember we haven't enough time to reach all we want without his help
i wonder does god know what he creat?i mean when i start to think how he could read all the minds in the world,i think he must get mixed up couse who could keep the records of all these brains,all the time.don't say me i can't understand i don't believe you couse you don't understand too
anyway
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god bless you all
just u know i wish people start to know me in a way that really i am and stop pushing me to be someone they want.i wish they learn to give me advices instead of give me the orders.i wish they try to understand what i like and what i want in my age and in this world with all the problem that my world has
at last
there is always a big blue silence
i read somewhere all the numbers and words have colors
but i believe every person has a color too
what's your color?think about it
Open car
Nothing like this
Felt in her kiss
Cannot resist her
Fell for her charm
Lost in her arms
I keep a photograph
Give me a glimpse
Let me come in
Be there inside her
Here it begins
Here is the sin
Something to lie about
You think you're smart
I think you're art
We agree on this
It doesn't work
Feeling like dirt
Feeling like you don't care
We get a room
And in the gloom
She lights a cigarette
Clothes on the bed
Love me she said
I give myself to her
I'm getting feelings
I'm hiding too well (Bury the horse shaped shell)
Something broke inside my stomach
I let the pieces lie just where they fell
(Being with you is hell)
Hair blow in an open car
Summer dress slips down her arm
Hair blown in an open car
OK what's next?
After the sex
What do we now?
Finding the time
Drawing the line
And never crossing it
Gave her the hours
Gave her the power
Cannot erase her
Gave her the truth
Gave her the proof
I gave her everything
I'm getting feelings
I'm hiding to well (Bury the horse shaped shell)
Something broke inside my stomach
I let the pieces lie just where they fell
(Being with you is hell)
Hair blow in an open car
Summer dress slips down her arm
Hair blown in an open car
On a drive out to the farm
Hair blown in an open car
Hair blown in an open car
Summer dress slips down your arm
Hair blown in an open car..
when people treat like it doesn't matter so u must react that u don't care about them even their act.sometimes it's really hurting but if u don't care that would be no pain,just one problem and that is that u will lose your feeling about them, hate,love,everything u felt before
that's good in some way when u don't hate them anymore but that's awful when u can't love them again no matter how hard u try.
that's the way i call run away
they are teaching us to just walk away
they let us find our way
no matter if it is really a wrong way
they don't bother themselves to give us a help.it's such building a house they want to build it in their way or destroy it couse it's not what they want no one comes to help and give soem advice or idea during building the want it all or they want any no way to like a part of it and don't like other parts
that house is our world our dreams our life and our charector the things they want to control
why?couse they thing we are to young to design a house and build it
yesterday i was walking in a very cold weather just by T-shirt and my monto and of course my fav jean and a little bag i was frozen but enjoy the weather to death i felt great and i wanted to die i wanted to tast it for ever i wanted that feeling (the cold air touching my skin) stay for ever,wierd alittle but that was what i wanted
walking in beach with sound of sea in my ears wow in this 7 days i saw so much beutiful places that i wanted melt in them be one part of them forever even be alone i mean without my family .maybe with friends if they were beside me.someone how now me heart and soul and the way i am
god is a great artist no one can creat such these beautiful things
نويسنده مورد علاقه من اسمش يوستين گوردر ه.خيلی از کتاباشو خوندم و هميشم لذت بردم ديروز تو کتاب فروشی يه کتاب ديگه ازش ديدم به اسمه :زندگی کوتاه است.چند تا از جملات کتاب رو براتون می نويسم.يوستين گوردر استاد فلسفه است نميدونم تو کدوم دانشگاه بايد برم چک کنم براتون بيوگرافيش رو بعدا می نويسم.کلا کتاباش فلسفی هستن حداقلش اينه که آدم رو با جهان بينی ها و مکتب ها آشنا می کنن ولی يه تفاوتی دارن کتاباش از يه سير داستانی خيلی قوی برخوردارن
امتحانشون کنيد پشيمون نمی شيد.
اين کتاب آخری مفاهيم فلسفی با مضمونی تقريبا عاشقانه است بخونيدش ميفهمين چی می گم.
برای من پرندگان خاموش شدند.گلها به رنگارنگی پيش نبودند.کسی موی مرا نبوييد.و هيچ کس مرا در آغوش نگرفت.به اين ترتيب از هر چه بگذريم من نيز در سرنوشت ديدو سهيم شدم.اما هرگز نگين کنده کاريت را که در مشت دارم از دست نمينهم.
نکته :موضوع اينه که چه بلايی سره ديدو اومده؟
جهان چه اندازه وسيع است و ما چه اندازه درباره آن کم ميدانيم.
زندگی بس کوتاه است و ما بس اندک از آن ميدانيم.
نفس عميقی بکش به آواز پرندگان گوش بسپار به بالا و مشتری(ژوپيتر) بنگر و مشام جان را با شميم طبيعت سرشار کن.اين است آن چيزی که جهانش می خوانند و وجود دارد.
شايد به نظرتون اينها فقط جملات عاشقانه و يا ساده ای باشند ولی توی متن کتاب چنان تاثيری پيدا می کنن که فکرشم نمی کنيد.
کل داستان راجب به يکی از اسقف های مسيحی با کتابی به اسم اعترافات و معشوقه ۱۲ ساله اين اسقف که بعد اينکه اسقف به اين نتيجه رسيده که به طوری پرهيزگاری پيشه کنه که از همه لذات مادی حتی غذا خوردن دست بکشه فلورا رو رها کرده البته نه فقط به اين سادگی .از طرف ديگه فلورا به دنبال دانش رفته و خودش يه فيلسوف شده.
بازم ميگم تا نخونيدش نمی فهميد
does anyone know what's wrong with this new system (the number of comments)that's really sucks and drive me crazy
happy new year everyone
i hope this year to be full of joy and happiness and many other good things i can't say becouse words are to small for them
but above all these i wish u love
with the best wishes
Azarakhsh
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