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yok artık! çin iskencesi…

evet, bir o kadar hevessiz gittiğim Berlin, beni sabah ayaz havası ile karşıladı, karşılamakla kalmadı şapa oturttu. Bir gittik ki kalacağım yurdun hosteline, bize söyledikleri kasa şifresi çalışmıyor, anahtarlar kasada. Saat 03.30...öncesinde 8 haneli mi diye sormuştum, evet 09081988 gibi demişti. giriyorum, tık yok makinede, bekliyor, şifreyi girin diyor bi daha. baktık 14 hane oluyor, denemediğimiz kombinasyon kalmadı, 05.00 e…

me voy?

I feel like centuries have passed and I havent written anything about them here.. But the last entry was on the fifteenth...i am very away from the school, both physically n psychologically, i have been to so many events, i fed my soul non-stop, and now I am leaving home for a while , I am still not very aware…

are you sure?

to make this ours? (:ech Edani (I Shouldn't Have Fallen in Love With You)Yo pensando en ti toda la nocheYo pensando en ti toda la nocheQue tanto te queriaclick to see its live video!
deb

deb

t’es beau, t'es beau parce que t'es courageux... de regarder dans le fond des yeux celui que te defie d’être heureux. t’es beau,t’es beau comme un cri silencieux c’est comme une rengaine, quelques notes en peine, qui forcent mon cœur, qui forcent ma joie,quand je pense a toi, A présent. J’ai beau, J’ai beau me dire qu’au fond c’est mieux,…

Sanai

Recently I am reading Persian Poets... one man has taken my attention! his full name is Hakim Abul-Majd Majdūd ibn Ādam Sanā'ī Ghaznavi... The body is dark-the heart is shining bright; the body is mere compost-the heart a blooming garden The head has two ears; love has just one: this hears certitude, whilst those hear doubt. until you throw your…

gerçekten güzelsin, efsane degil

apparently I can adapt easily , I had many stuff crossing from my mind but I do not use twitter so they have got lost in my mind as well. I want to read some poetry but sometimes they are not convenient.confessions from all around the world, bearing bearing, complains, rebels again... sometimes i get lost in the monotony then…

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Caballero gózate la vida , caballero no lo pienses más y vive lo que puedas, cabellero goza, vive hasta el final

cilveloy!

A Turkish folk song , taking its roots from Artvin, the city where my grandmother ( this time fathersmother) comes from. The Hopa part, the dark pink on top =). I dont know why but I feel very attached to this song, and this music. In Turkish we call this ' kan çekiyor' , which I cannot translate into English…
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