i think it's a conspiracy, even the weather's gloomy, it's grey and ready to explode. i thought that chopping off people's heads was something that we read in shakespearean novels and old engilsh william wallace books...what do you call such a person? someone who can hold a head of another human by the hair and cut off his head? is he a person to start with? i played all sorts of music to get out of this yellowish mood, i tried yoga and working on some leftover work from school...nothing...i looked at old photos, tried to relaugh at any old thought or memory...nothing...stealing someone's daily life is not a daily thing...you don't find it in simply any city around the world...going to the supermarket is a risk-taking "meshwar" in beirut...
ya ahla w sahla bi bayrout
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