March 2012
31 posts
It’s As If Someone Else Is With Me
The dawn comes. Leaves feel it’s time To say something, and I feel myself drawn To You. I know this is wrong.
To be drawn to You can cause trouble; I do so against all advice, from that one In me who saved me by keeping me alone.
I’ve lived in so many houses, where You were not. If You became a dock I became a boat and pushed away.
Those who are drawn to You...
What we cannot speak about we must pass over in silence.
– Ludwig Wittgenstein, from Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus (thanks, i-am-a-good-person)
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Mesele seni kazanmak değil, mesele bunun sonrasındaki kaybetme korkusuyla nasıl...
– nabokovokoban (via fightorflightresponse)
I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, My Lost City (via sleepingtigers)
It’s said it takes seven years
to grow completely new skin cells.
To think,...
– Brett Elizabeth Jenkins, December 21st, 2002 (via amourstatique)
The ultimate test of a relationship is to disagree but to hold hands.
– Alexandra Penney in Self (via girlinlondon)
Ne o beni kandırmıştı. Ne ben onu baştan çıkarmıştım. İkimiz de bildiklerimizin...
– Turgut Uyar (via fightorflightresponse)
Değişmeyen gerçekler yalnızca yorduğuyla kalıyor.
– Murathan Mungan (via gibigibiyim)
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How To Become A Smoker
Go for coffee with a guy you used to sort of know. Get all the awkward small talk out of the way. Feel unsure if you are interested. Take the cigarette he offers you. It’s a first date. Don’t be rude.
Walk with him to the art show. Sip on wine and discuss the art. Discuss whether or not art should be discussed. Agree that neither of you like people who discuss art. Laugh tipsily, bail on the art...
If I let you in, you’d just want out.
If I tell you the truth you’d vie for a...
– (via creepss)
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February 2012
33 posts
ve hep olmayacak şeyler kurarım,
gülünç, acemi, çocuksu…
– Ahmet Arif (via senkusolurgidersinbirtrenle)
Onun yanında, böyle saatlerce hiç konuşmaksızın, göz göze bile gelmeksizin...
– Cemal Süreya. (via fightorflightresponse)