I #wish that person...
Wait, why should I just wish for someone else? As long as I'm prioritizing myself in my own life.
Why should I surround myself with a bunch of people, each with their own problems?
Why is it that everyone who has a problem with me hasn’t been a decent person, but instead a wretched, envious, inferior individual who didn’t know how to reciprocate the affection they never received?
Why do others think my pride isn’t a good thing? Instead, I should say that if people joke with it, I don’t take it seriously and consider it a compliment.
Why does that person never let go of a conversation, whenever they open their mouth, to avoid escalating it into a fight?
Why do my classmates only approach me when they need me and my grades?
Why is it that no matter who I’ve been kind to and brought two people together, in the end, I’m the one who becomes the bad guy?
Why should a 14-year-old boy’s mind be preoccupied with things I was thinking about when I was 9?
Why is it that every time I give advice to someone, in the end, they either come back saying they already knew that, or they ghost me for ridiculous reasons?
My father was right. 'Never turn donkeys into humans.'
Why am I telling you all this?
Why am I wasting my internet data?
Why am I spending my time on you guys?
And thousands of other 'whys.'
Oh, damn it.
You all are truly fascinating in your own ways.
So fascinating that sometimes one wants to neglect their work and life to talk to you.
And if there’s one thing I’ll understand tonight, it’s the reason for your addictive attractiveness that draws people to cyberspace like addicts.
And if I figure out the reason, I’ll definitely find a way to distance myself from cyberspace.
I love spending time with you all. The virtual friends I’ve made are so numerous that if I were to list them, it would double this long scroll. Each of them had a problem and a respectable personality, and some were unbearable, and I don’t regret the time I’ve spent.
I #wish that those goddamn girls understand that I joke because I want to make them laugh, because I want to spend my time with them, and because they are my best friends, but in the end they just tell me that my jokes are useless and unfunny to them while their own funny jokes are about hurting boys feelings.
I wish my friends understand that I get sad too, that I get angry too that I have feelings that I do NOT want to spend my time talking about their ex boyfriends.
I wish my parents understand I hate studying Arabic and I'm not good at it. I wish some people around me understand that I'm a teenager too and I get easily angry
I wish those girls didn't judge me by the shape of my eyebrows or my height or my body
I wish they understand that when I spend my money just to buy them small gifts or any other stupid shit it's because I care about them and they should do the same thing or I'll think they're just using me for their own hobies
I wish that boy didn't talk so bad to me that night which made me not to talk to other boys anymore
I wish I was just as popular as my friend was. A pretty cute girl who is loved by everyone while the love I get is always less than I expect just because I'm tall and I don't have a cute face
I wish they just understand that I work with my phone a lot because it's my choice and I'd rather to spend my time talking with a girl who I have not seen in my whole life
I just wish that people understand my kindness and if they do not I hope they at least understand that I'm bad and mean to someone who doesn't deserve my kindness💔
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I #wish for my Iran to be in a better place;
for the difficult days to fade and smiles to grow,
for the youth to thrive right where they call home,
and for no one to worry about their daily bread or their future.