kirmizi hirka istiyorum diyordum kizlara. sonra dolarin ne kadar dustugunu farkettim. ben daha kirmizi hirka istiyim. zaten yakinda bi lokma bi hirka olucam.
fesupanallah.
This blog holds my inner conversations. It's that gentle push to blink open your eyes and get going. Think earthly possessions or a simple recipe. Think coffee. This is a blog pulling the lurex threads in an otherwise ordinary piece of fabric.
Monday, October 01, 2007
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bi lokma bi hirka. Önce güldüm. Sonra niye güldüğüme baktım. Ne güzel bir söz bu. İçinde aşk var. Bi lokma bir hırka.
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