Friday, December 19, 2014

we both had read not own.

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The trip is not something to be proud of geçirdim- days. What I was arrested, what I was beaten, nor water was squirted on me. Only ate plenty of gas. I want to see what I write, I am afraid I will lose everything I have experienced, but also the type of thing; ... all over the place turns into bizarre to solidify if the date written, seems to be petrified. So life changer for me was passionate got something. While excited to tell exciting, constantly maun industries changing shape, full of enthusiasm for something, did I write will have to stay that way. Will stagnate. Will be dead indeed died suddenly from out of the uncertain witty slogans, moments that shivers, tanışılır maun industries face will fade. But I have to write. maun industries Not now, not today. I'll leave selfishness, still enjoying the memories I take my trip at the end of a full burn burn zone. It was there where I told anyone yet, but I did not complete my memories. One always ends with me. Pleasant, perhaps maun industries hard to tell who had never been there. There are only bakışarak maun industries dialogue which can be entered either, leaves you translate the word starts to pour. Still need a letter of course. A task.
But I can tell you something very strange. I went on a day trip every day sleepwalking gecesi- I'm a little, but I still saw öyleyim- degree fell once a terrible nightmare; it was so horrible, I'm a little shaken naturally wakes up from a nightmare, but there are also a relief to have uyna my mind. Over now, aftershocks, they birşeycik not say, I will continue to sleep. This time it was not. I turn off my eyes the same image, I turn my head, I worked the same image to read the book. Such sinister thing.
We're staying at my parents, the boy in the same bed. Increase or decrease in the wall of the kind rotary control lights have a plastic thingy, a ring of light around it. To see the night. That night she lights and round plastic rings turned into the mouth of a cop in my nightmare. He mouth up and no down out thick thick ropes vomiting snake-shaped, but the parish end of the snake, just extended, curl while, but never-ending, the end of a length that does not like the man's house discharges, stomach maun industries coiled snakes, no salvation, cut the snake, not able to stop . And he says that he did not man- policing outfit but says police knew as theirs; I know I was very bad for me, but you see what I hallerd God did not complain, maun industries get this ... Halimi penalty.
I picked up the boy's bed. Yes, indeed, I said I walk or sleep kaldırmışım-. Kalk said, hiding behind me. Slow will slow out of here, before a get out, that's disgusting, that I get out of a hopeless picture, then I become this man because I'm hurt, I will try to help. It's bad, but so that wickedness was unaware and suffering, so thick-year from the mouth of the man, but the change is not possible, they beat, kill what mercy is not possible, because the poor created from scratch, forever to be this way punished until he came to me very unfair. So before children, away, and then I want to help. I woke up that door would be complete. The boy hid behind me, my mother was asking what happened. I embrace, I hugged, maun industries I said there's nothing my son passed now. He slept, I had a nightmare.
Is it wrong
we both had read not own.
said the honor berrin alp.
no women in Turkey.
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