if god was queer..


bulanık ağzıma düştü şiir f(x) = matrix bir genç kızın güldüğü izmarit olsundu



he gets the feeling


the feeling that
the carpet can turn blue in any time at all.
this is what it felt like when she half solved all of it. all of. all of...


Heather Nova


God she was exhausted. the face to be seen

"The means are right for taking, fade to grey Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me.
Bruise,
pristine,
serene,
we were born to lose.
Cast a line with a velvet glove
Reading like an open book, in the hands of love
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me."

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