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 scratching my nails on the filthy walls of Life....yeah that' s exactly what i ve been doing for the last 3 weeks of my life.. and i leave the fragments of my soul as i start to bleed on my way to the bus stop .... I feel a couple of blue eyes on me...but my mind is so full with that bouncing ideas, fears, questions in every brain cell of mine...and so ready to ignore that gaze! but she comes near to me ...starts the conversation....and suddenly she starts to feed me, my soul with answers that i have been looking for ages... i cant get over this shock ...i breath deeper than ever and put all my effort to keep my eyes open...to witness that pixie speaking to me! but it gets harder and harder to keep my eyes open, as my eyes get full with the tears of my sorrows. After helping me to breathe and telling me how to survive, she gives me the best cuddle of my life and she gets on the bus and leaves me there at the bus stop with lots of joy and gratitude. I dunno the name of my pixie .... but so glad that she found me at last! Probably i will never meet her again....but I always do remember her blue eyes and blonde curls fallen on her neck and all the precious information she has given me..when i needed them most. As I enjoy the silence of a brand new day on a sunday morning , as i take a deep breath from a glorious Ankara morning...and take a sip from my coffee...blow the smoke of my cigarette to the air, like a message of an ancient man, to my pixie, and write a big T_H_A_N_K__ Y_O_U!!!!!!! B A S A K at 4:28 PM (2) comments
 last week i had visited this page accidently..normally i dont click on the banners..but this was a nice accident..cos i really enjoy these guys work! you can check their other still work and also motion works at http://www.hayalmahsulleriofisi.com/ B A S A K at 3:53 PM (0) comments
 They Shoot The Horses, Don't they?-Horace McCoy well.. i was dying to watch this musical in Akun Theather and after a long time i had finally got the tickets for the friday nite! ... after getting stucked at the traffic for half an hour and gettin wet under the rain... we rushed into the theather to take our seats before the whole show was gettin started... as the play started ...i was there in my seat, bursting into tears and deeply touched by the story of Gloria(Tulay Gunal) and the voice of Durukan Ordu, as he was playing the dance partner of Gloria, there under the spot light, handcuffed. But as the minutes passed by ,the whole magic of the play was sliding away...Because of a silly guy sitting above me... He was playin with his watch with a huge annoying noise and distracting meand winding me up succesfully!!...He was so comfy in his seat with the sense of elation..but i was in a dreadful situation ...till the end of the play, he kept doing this. I could warn him and stop this torture that minute , but i didn't ...cos i was so close to get out of control, so able to start a riot in there and so ready to show him my Kill Bill moves with my pocket sized sword... but for the last minute suprise, i had noticed his pregnant wife sitting there, next to his pathetic husband... and all the spectacular Kill Bill moves , i was waiting to do display for a long time...was fading away but not for the unborn baby of that creature but for the sake of the musical! B A S A K at 2:45 PM (0) comments my new blog! B A S A K at 12:32 PM (0) comments |
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