pdd: müzic ne yahu.
aai: bakayım tdk dan dur.
pdd: bi de sonu ç olsa daha iyiymiş.
[müzic yazar, tdk bunu mu demek istediniz tadına müziç önerir.]
aai: genetik bu.
DEDİKODU RULZ.
aaaaa
dedikodum var
[dedikodudedikodudedikodu...]
noluo lan robinde
ahahahaha
içeri giren mi abazalaşıo yoksa komple abazalar mı gidio
ulan aynı tayfa ne değiş tokuş yaptılar bee
:)))
AHAHAHASDFGFDSF
biz de dahiliz ya ekibe deme öyle :/
allahtan mustafa abi filiz ablaya nikah kıymış da kadın harcanmadı :p
asdsdfsaaghsdahfdahgsfdgsa
tavuk gibi çırpındımm
of nağme yaa (:
bu arada ne dahiliz lan
sen yediğin yere sıçmadın ben de bi fire işte
kaç kişi robindendi
onlar tayfaca değiş tokuştalar :)))
hahah ben yine de bi mesafe aliim evet.
dedikodum var
[dedikodudedikodudedikodu...]
noluo lan robinde
ahahahaha
içeri giren mi abazalaşıo yoksa komple abazalar mı gidio
ulan aynı tayfa ne değiş tokuş yaptılar bee
:)))
AHAHAHASDFGFDSF
biz de dahiliz ya ekibe deme öyle :/
allahtan mustafa abi filiz ablaya nikah kıymış da kadın harcanmadı :p
asdsdfsaaghsdahfdahgsfdgsa
tavuk gibi çırpındımm
of nağme yaa (:
bu arada ne dahiliz lan
sen yediğin yere sıçmadın ben de bi fire işte
kaç kişi robindendi
onlar tayfaca değiş tokuştalar :)))
hahah ben yine de bi mesafe aliim evet.
WIBBLY-WOBBLY DAYS.
people assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big bowl of wibbly wobbly timey wimey... stuff.
THE CAKE IS A LIE.
When you take revenge on somebody, you are actually paying them the highest compliment possible. It's like saying, "You've affected my life to such an extent that I must reciprocate. I must affect your life as deeply as you have mine." Revenge may be the ultimate Hallmark card. Yeah. When you think of it like that, the cliché is true. Revenge is sweet.
ODD SHIT RULZ.
true detective galiba olmuş.
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i think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in human evolution. we became too self aware, nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself. we are creatures that should not exist, by natural law.
that sounds god fucking awful rust.
we are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, a secretion of sensory experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybodys nobody.
i wouldnt go around spouting that shit, i was you. people around here dont think that way. i dont think that way.
i think the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming, stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction, one last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.
so whats the point of getting out bed in the morning?
i tell myself i bear witness but the real answer is that its obviously my programming. and i lack the constitution for suicide.
my luck, i picked today to get to know you. 3 months, i dont hear a word from you, and --
you asked.
yeah. and now im begging you to shut the fuck up.
i get a bad taste in my mouth out here. aluminum. ash. like you can smell the psychosphere.
i got an idea. lets make the car a place of silent reflection from now on. okay?
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this place is like somebodys memory of a town, and the memorys fading. its like there was never anything here but jungle.
stop saying shit like that. its unprofessional.
oh is that what im going for here?
i just want you to stop saying odd shit, like you smell a psychosphere or youre in someones faded memory of a town - just stop.
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i think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in human evolution. we became too self aware, nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself. we are creatures that should not exist, by natural law.
that sounds god fucking awful rust.
we are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, a secretion of sensory experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybodys nobody.
i wouldnt go around spouting that shit, i was you. people around here dont think that way. i dont think that way.
i think the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming, stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction, one last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.
so whats the point of getting out bed in the morning?
i tell myself i bear witness but the real answer is that its obviously my programming. and i lack the constitution for suicide.
my luck, i picked today to get to know you. 3 months, i dont hear a word from you, and --
you asked.
yeah. and now im begging you to shut the fuck up.
i get a bad taste in my mouth out here. aluminum. ash. like you can smell the psychosphere.
i got an idea. lets make the car a place of silent reflection from now on. okay?
this place is like somebodys memory of a town, and the memorys fading. its like there was never anything here but jungle.
stop saying shit like that. its unprofessional.
oh is that what im going for here?
i just want you to stop saying odd shit, like you smell a psychosphere or youre in someones faded memory of a town - just stop.
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