hiyerarşikle kan karışık.
10 GÜN SONRA MÜZİK DİNLEYEBİLMEK.
so come on love
draw your swords
draw your swords
shoot me to the ground
you are mine
i am yours
i am yours
lets not fuck around.
NEREDE KALMIŞTIK?
köşem, kitabım, kahvem. kahvaltı kalktığın saattedir. kimi şeyler bıraktığın yerde.
"Doymayacağını bile bile neden âşık oluyorsun?" derlerse şöyle de:
"Sen öleceğini bile bile neden yaşıyorsun?"
"Doymayacağını bile bile neden âşık oluyorsun?" derlerse şöyle de:
"Sen öleceğini bile bile neden yaşıyorsun?"
A MILLSTONE AROUND YOUR NECK.
In Caprica’s jail cell.
Colonel Tigh: The President, Gods bless her sunny optimistic soul, thinks you might want to share how your buddies have been tracking us. So I’m here to ask the question and listen to your lies.
Caprica: In the last battle we discovered your fuel ship had a unique radiation signature. They must have found a way to track it.
Colonel Tigh: What else do you know? What other secrets are rattling around inside that mechanical brain?
Baltar [in Caprica’s mind]: Don’t be intimidated by him. He’s just using you to exorcise his own pain. Poor old sod. He lost someone close to him. But you know how that feels, don’t you?
Caprica: I know a lot of things. You want to know one thing I know? I know about your loss. Hurts, doesn’t it? You wonder how you can even survive it.
Colonel Tigh: I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it’s not gonna work.
Baltar: She was his world. Of course, he only realized when she was gone.
Caprica: Did she know? Did she know? Did she know how much she meant to you? Or did you wait to tell her till she was gone?
Colonel Tigh: What?
Caprica: Bet you made her think that she was a burden, a millstone around your neck. But then you humans always destroy the ones who love you, don’t you?
[Tigh hits Caprica, Caprica punches him back and smiles]
Colonel Tigh: [to the marines] Shackle this thing.
Colonel Tigh: The President, Gods bless her sunny optimistic soul, thinks you might want to share how your buddies have been tracking us. So I’m here to ask the question and listen to your lies.
Caprica: In the last battle we discovered your fuel ship had a unique radiation signature. They must have found a way to track it.
Colonel Tigh: What else do you know? What other secrets are rattling around inside that mechanical brain?
Baltar [in Caprica’s mind]: Don’t be intimidated by him. He’s just using you to exorcise his own pain. Poor old sod. He lost someone close to him. But you know how that feels, don’t you?
Caprica: I know a lot of things. You want to know one thing I know? I know about your loss. Hurts, doesn’t it? You wonder how you can even survive it.
Colonel Tigh: I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it’s not gonna work.
Baltar: She was his world. Of course, he only realized when she was gone.
Caprica: Did she know? Did she know? Did she know how much she meant to you? Or did you wait to tell her till she was gone?
Colonel Tigh: What?
Caprica: Bet you made her think that she was a burden, a millstone around your neck. But then you humans always destroy the ones who love you, don’t you?
[Tigh hits Caprica, Caprica punches him back and smiles]
Colonel Tigh: [to the marines] Shackle this thing.
DOES YOUR LOVE HURT AS MUCH AS MINE?
In Caprica’s jail cell.
Lampkin [Baltar's attorney]: I understand that you had a romantic relationship with my client.
Caprica: Gaius Baltar is a brilliant, gifted human being. In the time I’ve known him, he’s made a sport out of mendacity and deception. He was narcissistic, self-centered, feckless and vain. I’m the one who should have stabbed him.
President Roslin: [watching the interview behind the glass] Things are looking up.
Lampkin: Love. A precocious evolutionary move, fashioning cylons to be capable of experiencing it. I don’t know if it was engineered as a tactical imperative, but it’s not for the faint-hearted, is it?
Caprica: No, it’s not.
Lampkin: Maybe you should have been nicer to your mechanic. Well, perhaps cylon love is not the same as human love. Perhaps it’s designed to hurt a little less.
Caprica: How would you know?
Lampkin: I loved a woman. Beautiful, beautiful woman... But so serious. This frowning face trapped in the middle of a daisy. She had a way of walking. Processional. As if she were on her way to her own execution. We had ten years. Then it fell apart under its own weight.
Caprica: Is that what you wanted?
Lampkin: I thought that if I could get over her, I could get over anything. I could endure, conquer, be a man. Stand up to any and all kind of punishment. I clung to an empty, spinning bed for months. And that... That is when I finally realized how much I loved her. ...If I needed all that strength, what was the point? I needed to be with her.
Caprica: Did he... ask about me? Gaius?
Lampkin: He wanted to know if you were well. He wanted you to know that he misses you. Loves you. And because he can’t be here to tell you, he gave me this to give to you. [places a pen on the table] He uses that at the risk of grave reprisal to express his feelings, to put his world into some kind of recognizable order. To be heard. He kept it hidden because he knows he will not get another. [Caprica picks up the pen] He wants you to have it... because without you it has no meaning. He wants you to have it because he would do anything – anything – to be with you again.
Caprica: Well that’s a shame, isn’t it? [puts down the pen] Since they’ll never let me keep it.
Lampkin: You understand that your days are owned and tallied by these people. The ones out there, watching us. I think you realize what’s likely to become of you. I couldn’t help you if they paid me ten times what they offered me for Baltar. You won’t get a trial. Not even a bad one. So, I have to ask you... does your love hurt as much as mine?
Caprica: ...Yes.
President Roslin: I feel like part of our world just fell down.
Lampkin [Baltar's attorney]: I understand that you had a romantic relationship with my client.
Caprica: Gaius Baltar is a brilliant, gifted human being. In the time I’ve known him, he’s made a sport out of mendacity and deception. He was narcissistic, self-centered, feckless and vain. I’m the one who should have stabbed him.
President Roslin: [watching the interview behind the glass] Things are looking up.
Lampkin: Love. A precocious evolutionary move, fashioning cylons to be capable of experiencing it. I don’t know if it was engineered as a tactical imperative, but it’s not for the faint-hearted, is it?
Caprica: No, it’s not.
Lampkin: Maybe you should have been nicer to your mechanic. Well, perhaps cylon love is not the same as human love. Perhaps it’s designed to hurt a little less.
Caprica: How would you know?
Lampkin: I loved a woman. Beautiful, beautiful woman... But so serious. This frowning face trapped in the middle of a daisy. She had a way of walking. Processional. As if she were on her way to her own execution. We had ten years. Then it fell apart under its own weight.
Caprica: Is that what you wanted?
Lampkin: I thought that if I could get over her, I could get over anything. I could endure, conquer, be a man. Stand up to any and all kind of punishment. I clung to an empty, spinning bed for months. And that... That is when I finally realized how much I loved her. ...If I needed all that strength, what was the point? I needed to be with her.
Caprica: Did he... ask about me? Gaius?
Lampkin: He wanted to know if you were well. He wanted you to know that he misses you. Loves you. And because he can’t be here to tell you, he gave me this to give to you. [places a pen on the table] He uses that at the risk of grave reprisal to express his feelings, to put his world into some kind of recognizable order. To be heard. He kept it hidden because he knows he will not get another. [Caprica picks up the pen] He wants you to have it... because without you it has no meaning. He wants you to have it because he would do anything – anything – to be with you again.
Caprica: Well that’s a shame, isn’t it? [puts down the pen] Since they’ll never let me keep it.
Lampkin: You understand that your days are owned and tallied by these people. The ones out there, watching us. I think you realize what’s likely to become of you. I couldn’t help you if they paid me ten times what they offered me for Baltar. You won’t get a trial. Not even a bad one. So, I have to ask you... does your love hurt as much as mine?
Caprica: ...Yes.
President Roslin: I feel like part of our world just fell down.
PATATES.
d.
s.
ohaaaa
baya iyi lan!
d.
B)
...
s.
[photo]
d.
çok net yazarım.
s.
asgafdjandbkeba
d.
bugün bi körler sağırlar yaptık galiba?
hem de sb falan sanatlısından :p
s.
bize yakışanı da bu ;)
d.
hahaha fakat bu pathetic bi tat verdiğimiz gerçeğini değiştirmiyor ^.^
s.
bize yakışanı da bu?
d.
ahahshahshsj
s.
ohaaaa
baya iyi lan!
d.
B)
...
s.
[photo]
d.
çok net yazarım.
s.
asgafdjandbkeba
d.
bugün bi körler sağırlar yaptık galiba?
hem de sb falan sanatlısından :p
s.
bize yakışanı da bu ;)
d.
hahaha fakat bu pathetic bi tat verdiğimiz gerçeğini değiştirmiyor ^.^
s.
bize yakışanı da bu?
d.
ahahshahshsj
B-|
benim muhterem valide hale aral insan okumada nasıl deli iyi, yaptığı yorumlar da insanın aklını nasıl alır az çok malum yakın çevrede. ve geçen yine yaptı ricardoyla ilgili bi vuruş, onu anlatıyorum derken çok ani bi vuruş daha geldi:
TECRÜBEYLE SABİT.
ya adam kamp bungalovundan otel suitine her yerde horluyor, o yüzden nereye gitsek ben uykusuzluktan maymun oluyorum, huysuz oluyorum, onu uyandırsam bi dön diye aynı şey ona da oluyor haliyle falan. fakat ikidir son gün geliyoruz bizim eve, benim yatağımda bebek gibi mışıl mışıl uyuyor adam. ben tabii bu sefer "gidecek ya şu kadar saat kaldı ühühü" moduyla uyuyamıyorum, o ayrı.
SAAT SAYMAYA GEÇİYORUZ, PAZARA ŞURDA NE KALDI.
ek olarak bir nağme kan yorumu:
hahaha su yolu ettirmişsin adama türkiyeyi, helal olsun :))))
AXEI.
konuşurken bu gerçekten sensin di mi diye sorduğum gibi sabah uyandığımda rüya mıydı diye kontrol ettim.
İYİSİYLE KÖTÜSÜYLE DİL BARİYERİ.
d: yoğun istek üzerine al fotomuz
(görüntü)
n: oyy tipini yediğimin!
şimdi kahkaha atıcan sorucak ne diye
çevir kolaysa bunu hahaha
d: ajhsgdhajhja
aferin.
---------
d: "sure" dedim.
s: why is that good yarraam yazsaydın
d: asghdajgja
bak işte
eşşoğlusu, yarraam.
bunlar yeterli sebep gavurla çıkmamaya.
kullanmak istiyorsun olmuyor.
s: amına koyayım yok herşeyden önce
d: HAH!
(görüntü)
n: oyy tipini yediğimin!
şimdi kahkaha atıcan sorucak ne diye
çevir kolaysa bunu hahaha
d: ajhsgdhajhja
aferin.
---------
d: "sure" dedim.
s: why is that good yarraam yazsaydın
d: asghdajgja
bak işte
eşşoğlusu, yarraam.
bunlar yeterli sebep gavurla çıkmamaya.
kullanmak istiyorsun olmuyor.
s: amına koyayım yok herşeyden önce
d: HAH!
WOULD YOU GO TO SINGAPORE WITH ME?
yaşamak için olanı kastediyor, gezmeye turist olmaya değil. istanbula gelme olasılığı da hala var, birinden biri diyor. ki uzak hikayeler, ben bi yeni pasaportu çıkartayım dubaiye gideyim de hele... gerisini zamanı gelince düşünürüz. ha bu arada cevap olarak da seninle her yere gelirim dedim. ofkors.
KABAK & KAPADOKYA.
kabakta bunu çektim, güneşten kaçıp nerede kitap okuduğumun resmidir. ricardo o sırada sahilde meditasyon mu yapıyordu, yoksa mağaraya gitmiş yüzüyor muydu, nerede ne yapıyordu hiç haberim yok.
kapadokyada da bunu çektim, hani her yer birbirinin aynı ya bi noktadan sonra, bu odanın manzarasıydı diye. ricardo tam turist moduna girip fotoğraf çekmeye sarılınca diyordum ben burada bekliyorum, sen git oyna.
kapadokyada da bunu çektim, hani her yer birbirinin aynı ya bi noktadan sonra, bu odanın manzarasıydı diye. ricardo tam turist moduna girip fotoğraf çekmeye sarılınca diyordum ben burada bekliyorum, sen git oyna.
I'M RICARDO BY THE WAY.
haziranın 19unu 20sine bağlayan gece demiş ki gecenin bu saatinde napıyorsun demiş. bu arada biz döndük, tatil bitti. ayın 19u olmuş yine bi anda.
AĞBİYLE DENS.
pdd: soruya verilen cevabı "çok net" yaparsan direkt biz
ağbi: di mi di mi :)
hahaha
pdd: ahakdlkjls
kahkaha attım
hele "renk"
direkt sen
ağbi: di mi :)
diğeri de sen :)
WHATS A FEW THOUSAND KILOMETERS?
- its getting crazier right? we have lost it.
- i think we did. and it feels good :)
- hahahaha. again, you might be but im not used to it!
- can you imagine, if this works out it will be the most amazing story :)
- ah thats it. youre doing it for the story o.O
- yes. for our grandchildrens story :p dont be scared lol
- hmmm. we would make cute babies.
- ♥ ♥ ♥
- (: was it perfect again?
- you nail it every single time
- hahaha
- i think we did. and it feels good :)
- hahahaha. again, you might be but im not used to it!
- can you imagine, if this works out it will be the most amazing story :)
- ah thats it. youre doing it for the story o.O
- yes. for our grandchildrens story :p dont be scared lol
- hmmm. we would make cute babies.
- ♥ ♥ ♥
- (: was it perfect again?
- you nail it every single time
- hahaha
EN ŞAHANE.
boğulurken nefes almak gibi bazı insanlarla konuşmak görüşmek. hiçbir şey zor değil onlar varken, her şey yolunda değilse de girer elbet.
D.
petibörle eritme peynirin birlikte güzel gideceğini gösteren, en saçma dizileri bile paylaşıp muhabbetini yapabildiğim, ailem dışında numarasını ezbere bildiğim tek insan olan bi arkadaşım vardı - modu on bu aralar.
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