I’m crying because I feel wronged. I keep making mistakes and nothing seems to work for me.

You’re the one always beside me when a bomb going to explode.

Do you know anything about fashion magazines? Being treated like superficial bimbos by men like you, and having to write about designer brands. Do you know what that feels like?

Heaven...a place where there is neither sufferings, sadness nor separation... Now we climb the stairways to heaven one step by one step and when we ascend, we will live.

I’m crying because I feel wronged. I keep making mistakes and nothing seems to work for me.