I was so in love last night…so in love with the stars, the night sky and the sound of love…in love with the night of New York City…I didn’t want to come back to Virginia…because it’s a lonely city…I love people…I love New York…just the way I loved Tehran…
You have to hold on to things…they can easily slip out of your hands…you will never have the moments back…that’s just life…I’ve held on to some memories…I’ve refused to let them go…
I am happy but my heart aches sometimes…a deep ache for so many things…for things I fantasize…for things I lost…for things I will never have…
It was a short trip…my school trip to NYC…but I loved it and I didn’t want to leave the city…you feel less like an outsider in the city…your forget that you’re different…you just blend in… like camouflage

In a small burger house, hungrily waiting for chicken fillet to arrive

The city-slanted picture