identity mad!

- I wanna talk to you.

- The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to tears. I promise you that won't happen again.

do i attract you? do i repulse you with my queasy smile?

am i too dirrty?

am i too flirty?

do i like what you like?

i could be wholesome, i could be loathsome, guess i'm a little bit shy.

why don't you like me, why don't you like me without making me try?

i tried to be like Grace Kelly, mmm...

but all her looks were too sad, aaah!

so i tried a little Freddie, MMM!

i've gone identity mad!

i could be brown,

i could be blue,

i could be violet sky!

i could be hurtful, i could be purple, i could be anything you like!

gotta be green, gotta be mean, gotta be everything more!

why don't you like me, why don't you like me?

why don't you walk out the door!

-getting angry doesnt solve anything-

how can i help it, how can i help it, how can i help what you think?

hello my baby, hello my baby, putting my life on the brink.

why don't you like me, why don't you like me, why don't you like yourself?

should i bend over, should i look older just to be put on your shelf?

...

i could be brown, i could be blue, i could be violet sky!

i could be hurtful, i could be purple, i could be anything you like!

gotta be green, gotta be mean, gotta be everything more!

why dont you like me, why dont you like me?

walk out the door!

say what you want to satisfy yourself, hey!

but you only want what everybody else says you should want, you want..

-Humphrey, we're leaving!..

Wrong!..

I was born with the wrong sign in the wrong house with the wrong ascendancy.
I took the wrong road that led to the wrong tendencies.


I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, for the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme, on the wrong day of the wrong week.
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique..

Wrong!..

There's something wrong with me chemically, something wrong with me inherently: the wrong mix in the wrong genes.
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means; it was the wrong plan in the wrong hands, the wrong theory for the wrong man, the wrong eyes on the wrong prize; the wrong questions with the wrong replies.

Wrong!..


I was marching to the wrong drum with the wrong scum, pissing out the wrong energy, using all the wrong lines and the wrong signs with the wrong intensity..
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book with the wrong rendition of the wrong look.
With the wrong moon every wrong night, with the wrong tune played till it sounded right, yeah..


Wrong!..


Too long...

"Oysa sevin dedi tanrı, Önce sizi sevmeyenlerden başlayın işe; Karşılık istemeden, Pazarlıksız sevin sizi seveni de sevmeyeni de.."

No new years's day to celebrate, no chocolate covered candy hearts to give away.

No first of spring, no song to sing; in fact here's just another ordinary day.

No April rain, no flowers bloom, no wedding saturday within the month of June.

But what it is, is something true; made up of these three words that I must say to you:

I just called to say I love you.

I just called to say how much I care.

I just called to say I love you,..

No summer's high, no warm July, no harvest moon to light one tender August night.

No autumn breeze, no falling leaves; not even time for birds to fly to southern skies.

No libra sun, no halloween, no giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring.

But what it is, though old so new, to fill your heart like no three words could ever do:

I just called to say I love you.
I just called to say how much I care about you.

I just called to say I love you,

And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.

şeker de yiyebilsinler..

Kapıları çalan benim
kapıları birer birer.
Gözünüze görünemem...



Hiroşima'da öleli
oluyor bir on yıl kadar.
Yedi yaşında bir kızım,..



Saçlarım tutuştu önce,
gözlerim yandı kavruldu.
Bir avuç kül oluverdim,
külüm havaya savruldu.



............



.. şeker de yiyebilsinler.



--Nâzım Hikmet

of what i really am

"You know what happened. You know. You cannot despise me more than I despise myself."

"But I don't despise you—"

"Then you should," said Dumbledore.

bu da Buck'ın dünyası.. hadi naaş!..

'BUCK!.. Adım Buck. Kısaltılmış Buckminster.. Uzatılmış.. Buuuuuck!...'

Buck's Rules to Survive in the World of the Dinosaurs

Rule #1 - Always Listen To Buck!

Rule #2 - Stay In The Middle Of The Trail!

Rule #3 - He Who Has Gas, Travels At The Back Of The Pack..

Rule #4 - We Should All Have Our Heads Examined!

Rule #5 - You Can Ignore Rule Number 2 If There Is A Female Involved, Or Possibly A Cute Dog.

[picks up a rock like it's a cellphone] Hello? No... No I can't really talk right now... Going to retrive a dead sloth. No, I know. They're following ME! Yeah, and they think I'M crazy! O-Okay... We're going into the Chasm of Death, I'm going to loose you. Yeah. O-Okay..

[quietly] I... I love you too. Goodbye... Goodbye!..

[throws the rock aside] Let's get a move on, shall we?

Buck ne zaman kafayı yedi?

'Tam olarak 3 ay önce. Bi sabah uyandımm ve bi ananasla evliydim... Hem de ÇİRKİN bi ananasla!.. Ama onu sevdim....'

Ayağına geçirdiği iskeletle bi kukla gösterisi yaparken, acıktığını söyleyen ayağını 'sen acıkamazsın, sen bir iskeletsin!' diyerek boğazlaması..

'The Buck stops here!'...

"yüreğimde bir çocuk, cebimde bir revolver."

Where does discontent start? You are warm enough, but you shiver. You are fed, yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved, but your yearning wanders in new fields. And to prod all these there's time, the Bastard Time.

--John Steinbeck

Each of us wages a private battle each day between the grand fantasies we have for ourselves and what actually happens.

--Cathy Guisewite