Май 2011
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“And this is so hard,
Cause I didn’t see,
That you were the love of my life and it kills me.
I see your face in, strangers on the street.
I still say your name when I’m talking in sleep.
And in the long light, I play it all fine.
But I can’t handle it when I turn off my night light.” —Kesha - The Harold song
Cause I didn’t see,
That you were the love of my life and it kills me.
I see your face in, strangers on the street.
I still say your name when I’m talking in sleep.
And in the long light, I play it all fine.
But I can’t handle it when I turn off my night light.” —Kesha - The Harold song
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Your blog is amazing! I guess you love my city more than I do, but i kinda like it :) It feels good to see Istanbulovers around the world. By the way, where you from?
çok teşekkur ederim canim :) Moskovaliyim, doğru soyledin ama, Istanbula aşığım, hem de çok :)
“When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep”
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“
Love is a dress that you made
Long to hide your knees
Love to say this to your face,
“I’ll love you only”
For your days and excitement,
What will you keep for to wear?
Someday drawing you different,
May I be weaved in your hair?
Love and some verses you hear
Say what you can’t say
Love to say this in your ear,
“I’ll love you that way”
From your changing contentments,
What will you choose for to share?
Someday drawing you different,
May I be weaved in your hair?
” —Iron & Wine