S-400 ilk defa Askeri Operasyonda Yer Alabilir Haberi.
ABD bizi S-400'ün aktive edilmemesi için ikaz etti diyor haber.
Biz de diyoruz ki:
ABD'nin Suriye Kuzeyindeki varlığı Türkiye'nin İŞİD ile mücadelesine zarar veriyor.
"Be Seek tear go USA" diyorum
ABD çok üzgünmüş.
“You’re fucking filthy,” he whispered, parting from me just enough to speak. I smiled — tear-stained face, cum down my chin, mascara running.
“Make me filthier.”
He spit on my lips, and as he watched me lick it off, I thought he might truly lose control. The viciousness in his eyes, the hunger there, was nothing short of terrifying. Terrifying, and yet I’d never wanted someone so badly. Every nerve in my body was on fire, sensitive to the touch. I held back a shriek as he lifted me from the floor and threw me back on the bed, where I landed on the sleek sheets and soft pillows. I scrambled, another useless attempt to struggle, but he pinned me down on my back and yanked down my skirt.
Rae-Leon.Kitabı okudu
Eva'nın aşk itirafı <3
“I used to wonder if fate was real,” she said gently. “I used to fear it
meant that I had no real choices. Then I secretly hoped fate was real and
that you and I were fated, that by some miraculous chance I was your true
love. But now I don’t care if fate is real—because I don’t need it to decide
for me. I don’t need it to make this choice. I’ve made my decision, Jacks.
It’s you. It will always be you, until the end of time. And I’ll fight fate or
anyone else who tries to tear us apart—including you. You are my choice.
You are my love. You are mine. And you are not going to be the end of me,
Jacks.”
EvangelineKitabı okudu
"If she wants to reconcile with you in the future, that's up to her. But if you talk to her again the way you did at the dinner table tonight—if you hurt her in any way, if you make her shed a single tear or cause her a single fucking second of sadness, I will take everything from you. Your business, your house, your reputation. I will blacklist you so thoroughly you won't even be able to get past the bouncer at your shitty local bar."
TEAR HERE
şehirler solgun bir çiçek gibi gri ve ekşi
bir inşaat işçisinin ayakları gibi kokuyor gece
kediler karışıyor tarihe biz boşuna yoruluyoruz
boşuna yükleniyoruz hayta bileklerimize
ALTAY ÖKTEM (1964, İstanbul)Kitabı okudu
The story curse was familiar with pain, but this was agony, the sort of raw grief that was only seen once in a century. The Fate was every tear that anyone had ever shed for lost love. He was pain given form.
JacksKitabı okudu
And a part of me is... Sick...
“Just a bad day,” I finally squeaked.
“This looks like more than just a bad day…but we can go with that story if it makes you feel better,” he said, reaching out to brush a tear from my face.
All thoughts escaped me as I watched him bring the tear to his lips.
He licked it off.
And he seemed to savor the taste.
“There, now we can share the bad day,” he murmured with a wink, completely unrepentant for the weird as hell thing he’d just done. A shocked cough came out of me.
But a part of me also felt a little bit better.
Because now it kind of felt like we were connected.
And I couldn’t help but like that.
Blake-Ari.Kitabı okudu
JACKS'IM NASIL DA KENDINI FEDA ETTI
“Sorry, Eva.” Luc leaped to the ground in a graceful arch, bared
his fangs, and lunged for her.
Jacks shoved her out of the way before she could move.
Lightning fast, he darted in front of her like a shield.
Luc didn’t have time to switch course, and his teeth clamped
onto Jacks’s neck with a sickening tear.
“No!” Evangeline screamed and scrambled for the dropped
sword she’d given Luc. The weapon felt heavier than it had been
moments ago.
“I love you,” I murmured as he licked a tear from my cheek, desperate to own every part of me, even my tears.
“Tell me again,” he ordered, his gaze never leaving me. The intensity between us grew every day, like ivy across stone.
I think he would kill us both if I ever tried to leave.
And that thought brought a sadistic, sick comfort to me.
I would gladly take everything this man would ever give me.
And it was all because of a simple text…to the wrong pucking number.
Monroe-Lincoln.Kitabı okudu
Why is it, Nastenka,why is it at such moments one holds one's breath? Why, by what sorcery, through what incomprehensible caprice, is the pulse quickened, does a tear start from the dreamer's eye, while his pale moist suffused with an inexpressible sense of consolation? Why is it that whole sleepless nights pass like a flash in inexhaustible gladness and happiness, and when the dawn gleams rosy at the window and daybreak floods the gloomy room with uncertain, fantastic light, as in Petersburg, our dreamer, worn out and exhausted, flings himself on his bed and drops asleep with thrills of delight in his morbidly overwrought spirit, and with a weary sweet ache in his heart?
Saga EgmontKitabı okudu
