“بدتر از این نمیشه که؟” I said with hope.

I was then shot 57 times.

“خب… خب بدتر… از این نمیشه.. نه؟” I said with hope barely hanging on by a thread

I was then SHOT 57 times.

At this point, tears are streaming down my face, and yet I foolishly continued.

“It can’t get worse than this, right?” I said.

And yet. Yet at this POINT I was jaw dropped bawling my eyes out. It can’t get worse, right?

Ok.

Thanks.

ریدم به همتون.

دست جمعی.

خدا تک تکتونو لعنت بکنه.

پریا.

مگه بهت نگفتم نبین.