First of all, love is a joint experience between two persons — but the fact that it is
a joint experience does not mean that it is a similar experience to the two people
involved. There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different
countries. Often the beloved is only a stimulus for all the stored-up love which has lain
Good afternon sevgilim.
Salı günleri çalışmıyorum
that girl made me so sad
But then I made her sad too
Salıları bağışlıyorum kendimi
Onu dışarıda tutuyorum.
Cezalı mı değil, ama ben kırığım
Toplanmam için onun yardımı da lazım
Ama gururluyum.
Gururumu bu zamana kadar hiç kullanmadım
Onun tuzu kuru dili süslü hep üstü pastası kremalı
Ben cilalayıp duruyorum durmadan yüzümü
Beğensin diye beni.
Hep beğensin diye.
Davranışlarımda kibir diye bir şey yok , budalalıktır.
Düşündükçe geliyor , ben yeni yeni anlıyorum.
İnsanların ne dediklerini de pek takmıyorum
Onlar dibine kadar haklılar
Ben demiştim demek için buradalar.
O bittiğini sanıyor da
bir keresinde demiştim de ona kapımın kendisine hep aralık kalacağını
Bilmem şu sıralar hatırlıyor mu
yoksa tamamen hafızasından silip attı mı
good night sevgilim.
Hadi yat da uyu.
dear god I really want her
It’s not about her face,
or her body
and especially not because I’m lonely or sad
but because of the way she is, so beautiful from inside and outside
I want to show this girl
what true love is,
to make her feel special every single day,
spending time together,
making memories,
to grown and learn more about life,
to let her have someone who can be her home,
do whatever she wants to do,
because this girl and I deserve to together, happy, pure and gentle love and we’ll give each other anything to make happy.
Well, this was annoying. She talked about how little, small, petite she was and how big, strong, tall Joshua was in EVERY single f*cking page. I wanted to slap her for her 'i am a small girl and i need a big man to protect me attitude.' She was spoiled and he was overprotective, but not in a cute way. She was hurt by his snarky comments and name picking but wasn't that how it was supposed to do? I mean they hated each other and they were trying to make each other miserable. She was also being sarcastic and mean. So, why did he become the bad guy here? The book is called The Hating Game but they were even not playing after like 40-50 pages after the kiss. She was totally in love and didn't even bother to hide it. How couldn't she see he was in love too when she saw his apartment? It makes zero sense. There was absolutely no reason, no hate for them not be lovers at that point. She suddenly turned into a horny teenager and her crazy horniness was so embarrassing. She never tried to show him how he cared about him and she only objectified him i felt sad for the guy. And weren't they supposed to be rivals at work and fall in love while they were messing with each other according to the trope. So, what was all this about? It felt like the writer took 3 different tropes and combined them to make a different book(!). I'm sorry but she messed up. The only part I loved was their little dirty road trip conversation. It was both cute and hot.
Nefret OyunuSally Thorne · Yabancı Yayınevi · 20182,240 okunma
Barê wî kevir û
Rêka wî pesar e
Çîroka wî
Efsaneyeka zivêr û pir azar e
Bes Xudê dizane
Ew çendê
Ji xwe û kevrê xwe bêzar e
Lê esman
Ne ji azarên wî têr dibe
Ne ji bêzariya wî zivêr dibe
Her careka
Kevirê wî girêl dibe û
Efsaneya wî bi dawî tê
Ziyos
Wek zarokekê şad Gazî dike:
Dubare!
Barê wî kevir û
Rêka wî pesar e
Çîroka wî
Efsaneyeka zivêr û pir azar e
Bes Xudê dizane
Ew çendê
Ji xwe û kevrê xwe bêzar e
Lê esman
Ne ji azarên wî têr dibe
Ne ji bêzariya wî zivêr dibe
Her careka
Kevirê wî girêl dibe û
Efsaneya wî bi dawî tê
Ziyos
Wek zarokekê şad Gazî dike:
Dubare!
Life goes on. You’re empty, sad, probably the least appreciated creative virtuoso in the industry; well and but life just goes on, emptily, sadly, with always direction but no center.
Sayfa 240 - Westward the Course of Empire Takes Its Way