Çocuk mu, robot mu yetiştirmek istiyorsunuz?
• Çocuğunuz;
– Varsın, bir çivi bile çakamasın… ama, dersleri iyi olsun.
– Varsın, omuzlarda cenaze taşıyanlara bön bön baksın… ama, matematiği düzgün olsun.
– Varsın, evin çalan telefonuna cevap veremesin… ama, notları yüksek olsun.
– Varsın, eve gelen misafirlerinizle üç kelime konuşamasın… ama, fen lisesine gitmiş olsun.
– Varsın, ağlayan bir
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never let me go – kazuo ishiguro
dear thomas,
this is the first letter i could remember writing. obviously, i don't know if i wrote any before the maze. but even if it's not my first, it's likely to be my last. i want you to know that i'm not scared. well, not of dying, anyway. it's more forgetting. it's losing myself to this virus, that's what scares me. so every night, i've been saying their names out loud. alby. winston. chuck. and i just repeat them over and over like a prayer, and it - and it all comes flooding back. just the little things like where the sun used to hit the glade at that perfect moment right before it slipped beneath the walls. and i remember the taste of frypan's stew. i never thought i'd miss that stuff so much. and i remember you. from the first time you came up in the box, just a scared little greenie who couldn't even remember his own name. but from that moment you ran into the maze, i knew i would follow you anywhere. and i have. we all have. if i could do it all over again, i would. and i wouldn't change a thing. my hope for you: when you're looking back years from now, you'll be able to say the same. the future is in your hands now, tommy. i know you'lIl find a way to do what's right. you always have. take care of everyone for me. and take care of yourself. you deserve to be happy. thank you for being my friend. goodbye, mate.
newt.
Another Love..
I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care
But it's so cold and I don't know where
I brought you daffodils in a pretty string
But they won't flower like they did last spring
And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright
I'm just so tired to share my nights
I wanna cry and I wanna love
But all my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up, up
And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight
But my hand's been broken one too many times
So I'll use my voice, I'll be so fucking rude
Words, they always win, but I know I'll lose
And I'd sing a song that'd be just ours
But I sang 'em all to another heart
And I wanna cry, I wanna learn to love
But all my tears have been used up
"The voices in my head keep telling me to choose a side
It's heaven or hell like it's do or die
I'm a sad boy, you know better
Please don't make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm not okay
It's feeling like a hurricane in my brain
Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather
Please don't make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm gonna (die)
And I don't wanna talk about the drama, I'm trauma (tized)
They're tellin' me I'm fine but we both know that's a fuckin' (lie)
I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about it"
*Falling in Reverse-Voices In My Head*
İ can only see your face and close my eyes
can i get a Kiss?
And can you make it last forever?
İ sald İm bout' to go to War
and İ don't know if i'm see you again
I can only see your face when I close my eyes
Can I get a kiss?
And can you make it last forever?
I said I'm 'bout to go to war
And I don't know if I'ma see you again
“I'm packin' my bags that I didn't unpack the last time
I'm sayin', "See you again, " so many times, it's becoming my tagline
But you know the truth, I'd rather hold you
Than try to catch this flight
So many things I'd rather say
But for now, it's goodbye”
H’ear-t
“I wish you to know
that you have been the last dream of my soul.”
—Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
My Dearest Allie,
I couldn't sleep last night because I know that it's over between us.
I'm not bitter anymore because I know that what we had was real. And if, in some distant place in the future, we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy, and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees. Learning from each other and growing in love.
The best love is the kind that awakens the soul, and makes us reach for more. That plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And thats what you've given me, thats what I'd hoped to give you, forever.
I love you, I'll be seeing you,
Noah
"Kadın çorba gibidir" demişti biri. Soğutmaya gelmez..
she was hot, she was so hot I didn't want anybody else to have her,
and if I didn't get home on time she'd be gone, and I couldn't bear that-I'd go mad. . .
it was foolish I know, childish, but I was caught in it, I was caught.
I delivered all the mail and then Henderson put me on the night pickup run in an old army truck,
the damn thing began to heat halfway through the run and the night went on me thinking about my hot Miriam and jumping in and out of the truck filling mailsacks the engine continuing to heat up the temperature needle was at the top HOT HOT like Miriam.
leaped in and out 3 more pickups
and into the station I'd be, my car waiting to get me to Miriam who sat on my blue couch with scotch on the rocks crossing her legs and swinging her ankles like she did, 2 more stops. . .
the truck stalled at a traffic light, it was hell kicking it over again. . .
I had to be home by 8,8 was the deadline for Miriam.
I made the last pickup and the truck stalled at a signal 1/2 block from the station. . .
it wouldn't start, it couldn't start. . .
I locked the doors, pulled the key and ran down to the station. . .
I threw the keys down. . .signed out. . .
your goddamned truck is stalled at the signal, I shouted, Pico and Western. . .
. . .I ran down the hall,put the key into the door, opened it. . .her drinking glass was there, and a note:
Charles Bukowski
I always wanted to know and understand the last state of people who committed suicide and what they felt and went through in those last minutes...
Another Love
I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care
But it's so cold and I don't know where
I brought you daffodils in a pretty string
But they won't flower like they did last spring
And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright
I'm just so tired to share my nights
I wanna cry and I wanna love
But all my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up, up
Blackfield - Hello
...
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Is it gonna last?
Why don't you come and take me with you?
And so I know you had to go
I'm dreaming of the past
An echo of the years we passed through
...
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