Your heart skips a beat ,when love gets gets between each beat.
Here comes the time for my heart to heal the past. From now and then there will be the good and the best.
You gonna graduate in that white tee.
Spongebob: "What do you usually do when i'm gone?" Patrick: "Wait for you to come back." (:
Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
To be in a couple, do you have to put your single self on a shelf?
It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself.
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up."
"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close." — Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets)
You know that feeling, when your chest caves in and you feel your throat begin to choke up and tears start to fill your eyes? When your body suddenly feels like it only weighs as much as a feather, and your hands begin to show a cold sweat. You feel like you’ve just been kicked in the stomach due to the amount of oxygen you feel you’re suddenly lacking. The trust you once built for this one person quickly shatters and your steel walls rise up faster than the blink of an eye. I have had it bef...
“Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being in love, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this...
Is there anything more depressing than the moment you realize a relationship you’ve invested time, energy and emotion into is coming to its end? Sometimes relationships end with a certain measure of immediacy- the death of the love abrupt and final. Other times the end comes so slow you only notice how much you’re deteriorating in brief, fleeting moments of objectivity that come and go before you can fully process whatever it is you just saw or felt. I was there last night. BUT I wasn't ready...
DATE A GIRL WHO TRAVELS. She would rather save up for trips than buy new clothes and shoes. Behind that tanned and freckled face from all the days out in the sun lies a heart and mind that will take you places. Nothing takes her by surprise because she knows that anything can happen at anytime knowing that such things are simply part of life. She’s calm, reliable and dependable, traits that she has learned while out in the world. She’s recognised by her amazement of the world around her no ma...
So last friday, 29th March... I managed to gather 50 people at Mad House in Taksim... Everybody knew about the party, I was working non-stop on it. but we managed to keep it a secret till the time I took Ash to chill at a cafe :P The moment when he saw everybody, his expression will never fade away from my eyes. I loved it! Another surprise was JERRY, ASH's best friend! he came from Izmir! I knew how much Ash would like to see him at his birthday so I had to make sure he would be with us! ...
Happy Birthday ASH!
Our fake birthday party at Ipek Palas Hotel in Sirkeci , Istanbul. It was very nice, Ash had no idea about the surprise party coming for him... He was very happy. I told him this was the best I could do, I wished I could have done more!! ( Normally I am not good at lying but I was great this time. He had no idea!!)
If I were water I’d be a calm sea, I’d stand still and nothing could change my surface, nor the wind above me, neither the undercurrent under me. If I were fire I’d be the light of a white candle, enough to enlighten, not enough to burn. If I were air I’d be fall’s wind, the one who moves mulches from the ground and let them fly away. If I were earth I’d be dark and wet, I’d smell of rain.