Don’t leave me, I’m bleeding all over this linoleum floor. I’m still in disbelief. I’m drowning between the clear and blackening. From morning until night i’m losing sight of all the beautiful things. There’s nothing here for me without you right here beside me. Why did you go, did you leave me here, leave me here to rot inside this empty place? I know that you are going far way. From morning until night I’m losing sight of all the beautiful things.

A man sits naked in the middle of a room of a one bedroom apartment in new york city and no one knows he’s there and no ones left to care wether or not the next drop comes out.
And the blood would be warm and the blood would hug him just like she used to before she left him in this fucking mess where only one sentence repeats itself.
And this is it, it says I will never love again.

And on the fifth day he placed everything he owned in the centre of the room and he watched it burn as he recited all the beautiful words that had ever come out her mouth. And these are the same words that mock him now and tell him that she is not coming back that he is nothing not worth a fuck and only one sentence repeats itself. I will never love again.

And for the first time in 25 years he cried rivers of black shitty oil that careered down his chest as the dam to his past broke, exploding, and its sinking all of his future now. And that was then and this is now as the animals reach their fever pitch and the windows implode in silence out of respect for the dying out of respect for the dead. I will never love again.

And before he can say stop he’s running down the street to the beat of his feet and past all the faces. Past all the places he’s ever known, an past all the traces he’s left of himself and into the sky and into the air past all the stars as he’s calling out why. Over the ocean in search of the only love that will ever have. And I will never love again.

sıkılıyoruz evet. yapacak hiçbişi yok. evcil bi hayvanım olsa ne güzel olurdu diyorum böyle zamanlarda…

bi kedi?

kurbağa ? >_<’

ya da bi hamster ???  >^•^<

köpek ??

pandaaa? <3

belki de bi puffer o.O?

ıhh.. ikinci bi kedi de fena olmazdı  mıydı hebea:

teknolojinin dur durak bilmez bi şekilde ilerlediği şu asırda yüzyılın en büyük buluşu bir salatalık soyacağından başka birşey değil. kimimiz havuç soyacağı demeyi yeğliyor ona kimimiz sebze soyacağı… ne soyarsa soysun. its the best! <3
bugün bunu paylaştım sizlerle. ho ho ho hooo!

ne kadar da güzel farklı renk ve şekilleri var <3 :

The phone…slips from a
Loose…grip
Words were missed
Then some apology

I didn’t wanna tell you this
No, it’s just some guy
She’s been hanging out with
I don’t know, the past couple weeks, I guess

Well, Thank you and hang up the phone
Let the funeral start, hear the casket close
Let’s pin split-black ribbon
To your overcoat

The laughter pours from under doors in this house
I don’t understand that sound no more
Seems artificial
Like a T.V. set

Well, Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh
This weight, it must be satisfied
You offer only one reply
You know not what you do

As you tear and tear your hair from roots
Of that same head you have twice removed
Now a lock of hair you said would prove
Our love would never die, well, hahaha

I remember everything
The words we spoke on freezing South…Street
All those mornings watching you
Get ready for school

You combed your hair inside that mirror
The one you painted blue and glued with jewelry tears
Somethin’ ’bout those bright colors
Would always make you feel better

But now we speak with ruined tongues
And the words we say aren’t meant for anyone
It’s just a mumbled sentence to a
A passing acquaintance, but there was once you

You said you hate my suffering, and you understood
And you’d take care of me
You’d always be there
Well, where are you now?

Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh
The plans were never finalized
But left to hang like yarn and twine
Dangling before my eyes

As you tear and tear your hair from roots
From that same head you have twice removed
Now, a lock of hair you said would prove
Our love would never die

And I sing and sing of awful things
The pleasure that my sadness brings
As my fingers press onto the strings
Yet another clumsy chord

Haligh, Haligh, an awful lie
This weight would now be satisfied
I’m gonna give ya only one reply
I know not who I am

But I talk…in the mirror
To the stranger that appears
Our conversations are circles
Always one sided, nothing is clear

Except we keep…comin’ back
To this meaning that I lack
He says, “The choices were given and now
You must live them or just not live…but do you want that?”