One lifetime of memories is gone.
Forever .. I'm tired of keeping it inside, mothering and fathering myself. I wanna shout it outloud .. He didn't wait one more week till I go there .. I'm pissed off .. finally didn't see him, and no fucking logic in this fucking world is welcome to help. Let it be .. I deserve to suffer somewhat, sometime, when I don't feel like fighting with the suffering, since now fighting with everything internal is a 24/7 job.
Besides all: Whoever son of the bitch managing the fucking shitty phone network of Iran, can go to hell and have fun there right now. For 3 dammit days you can not dial a single number from out of there... network busy, number not in use, number not reachable, beep beep beep, no tone, again network busy... go to hell.