neydik / ne olduk bebo versiyon
( bakıldığı apartmanın dış kapısına kuyruğu sıkışmış ve kesilmek zorunda kalmış. kuyruğu uzatamadık ama geri kalanı hallettik gibi 😌)
there is nothing. only warm, primordial blackness. your conscience ferments in it.. no longer than a single grain of malt. you don’t have to do anything anymore. ever. never ever
sometimes, i don't. if i like a moment, for me, personally, i don't like to have the distraction of the camera. i just want to stay in it. right there. right here
u were among the straw papers filled with ink about to be erased. we will collide soon, slow down. I will be torn to pieces, my dust will be blown in all directions. I threw my soul into the raging flames. smile at my face in the billowing fire smoke
darkness can exist without u. grasp the cane, that is the proof of ur madness. a person who does not move with the ground, whose feet never touch the ground. realistic stance. return to the romanticized concept of death and take a look. u will not find it where u left it
the limbed and headed machine of pain and undignified suffering is firing up again. it wants to walk the desert. hurting. longing. dancing to disco music