Status Updates From El declive

woah first book of the summer (though schools lit starting in like a week)

“I don’t understand the world.” Mother turned her face away. She spoke in a low voice, almost to herself.
“I don’t either. I wonder if anyone does. We all remain children, no matter how much time goes by. We don’t understand anything.”

“I wanted to weep more, more, until I had drained every tear from my body. I ran to the foreign-style room on the second floor, threw myself on the bed, and covering my head in the blankets, wept my very flesh away. Then my mind began to wander aimlessly.”

بادبان های جمع شده همیشه کثیف هستند. کسانی که مرا به سخره میگیرند ؛درست مثل بادبان های جمع شده هستند .هیچ کاری از دستشان بر نمی ایید….(شت عجب کتاب عریانیه این لعنتی )