It Hurts...

Seeing people change isn't what hurts. What hurts is remembering who they used to be.

Hiding...

I know you hide behind your words. It's Okay, I do too!

The World...

The world is a book and those who do not travel read only a page.

"Perfect" Does Not Exist.

He's not perfect, You aren't either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being a human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can.
He's not going to quote poetry, he's not thinking about you every minute, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don't hurt him, don't change him, and don't expect more than he can give.
Don't analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he's not there.
Just love him, because "perfect" guys don't exist, but there is always one guy that is perfect for you

Leader!

Today a reader...Tomorrow a leader

I Just Don't Know!?

I don't know who I'm in love with anymore, you or the memories.

Express Yourself.

Never apologize for saying what you feel. That's like saying "sorry, for being real..."

I Love Tehran.

Home isn't human, nor is it tangible. Rather, It is a part of us. It is every place, every person and every thing that we've touched and that has touched us. Buildings crumble and people leave but we can always return to our memories.

Home is my mother's voice. It is the theme song of my favorite childhood TV show. It is the smell of freshly made tea, the sound of children playing football in our alley. It is the smell of the first spring rain, the excitement of first snowfall and much more...

You know how everyone says that home is where the heart is? Well, they've got it backwards. My heart is where my home is~Tehran

Be a Lady!

If more females were willing to act like ladies, then more males would stand up and start acting like gentlemen.

Did You Ever...

Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?
Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?
You fall deeper with each passing day, but try to hide it in every possible way.