And if I told you that I loved you, you'd maybe think there's something wrong. I'm not a man of too many faces, the mask I wear is one.
Momento( Christopher Nolan)
-Are you sure you want this?
-Have i told you what this meant it?
Yeah.
-Then you shouldn't ask this
- But even if you can revenge you are not gonna remember. You are not gonna know even that happened
-My wife deserve revenge.It doesn't make any difference what i know about it just because of things i don't remember. Doesn't make my actions meanless. World doesn't disappear when you close your eyes.
Anyway maybe i will take a photograph to remind myself, got another freaky tattoo...
My girl fell for this man not once but twice
He was beautiful. Inhuman. A warrior angel with blue eyes and golden
hair and a face that made Evangeline think that writing poetry should be her
new hobby. He almost appeared to be glowing. It made her wonder if he
was right, if maybe she really was half dead and he was the angel taking her
to heaven.
'you are not your picture. your picture is something belong to my own world. i don't know you, i know your picture. maybe you will destroy my all beautiful thoughts' is another quote by halil who is in love with the picture.
Tek açıklaması bu olabilir
“You weren’t there?”
“Not really my scene.”
“But the free food?”
“Not worth the small talk.”
Maybe he was on a diet.
Belki de sınırlayıcı faktörünüz, çok destekli ve rahat büyümeniz, kendinizi hiç zorlamamanızdır?
Maybe your limiting factor is that you grow very supported and relaxed, that you do not strain yourself at all?
"-so don't pretend you're heartbroken," Grant says. "I'm not sure you're even capable of being heartbroken."
Again, I have to laugh.
Because on this, he's wrong. It's just that once you've had your heart truly shattered, a phone call like this is nothing. A heart-twinge, maybe a murmur. Certainly not a break.
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"I’ve always wanted to not give a fuck. While crying helplessly into my pillow for no good reason, I would often fantasize that maybe someday I could be one of those stoic badasses whose emotions are mostly comprised of not being afraid of things."
“You’re working too hard, though. You’re young. You should be out with friends, not pushing yourself to death,” he chastised as we walked.
“Maybe someday,” I murmured with a sigh. We’d had this conversation many times before. And he didn’t quite seem to understand why I was so against being homeless…
“Somedays aren’t promised,”
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“There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus ever personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted thief, being executed. So don't knock the guys on death row. Maybe they know something you don't.”
I now understand why lovers in opera and literature face separation, why they commit suicide or die of pain. There is greatness and nobility in tragedy, however immortal; I want a quiet, private, very secret happiness, so as not to provoke the jealousy of the gods, who are always so vengeful. What nonsense I'm talking! These fantasies have no basis. Daniel treats me with the same kindness he treats Blanca, who might be his mother. Maybe I'm not his type. Or could he be gay?
Opera ve edebiyatta aşıkların neden ayrılıkla karşı karşıya kaldığını, neden intihar ettiğini ya da acıdan öldüğünü şimdi anlıyorum. Ne kadar ölümsüz olursa olsun, trajedide büyüklük ve asalet vardır; Sessiz, özel, çok gizli bir mutluluk istiyorum ki, her zaman intikamcı olan tanrıların kıskançlığını kışkırtmayalım. Ne kadar saçma konuşuyorum! Bu fantezilerin temeli yoktur. Daniel bana annesi olabilecek Blanca'ya davrandığı nezaketle davranıyor. Belki onun tipi değilim. Yoksa eşcinsel olabilir mi?
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"We all felt if we could just show you how much we love you, how much we need you in our lives . . . it might not make you better, but maybe it would make you think twice about killing yourself."
I Will Not Say Your Name
But this is not the first time
And I hope it is the last time
Cause I can’t set my heart on fire again
I can’t keep losing this fucking game
I swore not to walk on that road again
Even when I get older, I will not say your name
You took something deep inside of me
Maybe the spark of me, maybe the light
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