semaptik karakter anlamina gelen alanis morissette sarkisi. ayni albumden diger sarki sozleri icin
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
i was afraid you`d hit me if i`d spoken up.
i was afraid of your physical strength.
i was afraid you`d hit below the belt.
i was afraid of your sucker punch.
i was afraid of your reducing me,
i was afraid of your alcohol breath.
i was afraid of your complete disregard for me.
i was afraid of your temper,
i was afraid of handles being flown off.
i was afraid of holes being punched into walls.
i was afraid of your testosterone.
i have as much rage as you have.
i have as much pain as you do.
i`ve lived as much hell as you have.
and i`ve kept mine bubbling under for you.
you were my best friend
you were my lover.
you were my mentor.
you were my brother.
you were my partner.
you were my teacher.
you were my very own sympathetic character.
i was afraid of verbal daggers.
i was afraid of the calm before the storm.
i was afraid of for my own bones.
i was afraid of your seduction.
i was afraid of your coercion.
i was afraid of your rejection.
i was afraid of your intimidation.
i was afraid of your punishment.
i was afraid of your icy silences.
i was afraid of your volume.
i was afraid of your manipulation.
i was afraid of your explosions.
i have as much rage as you have.
i have as much pain as you do.
i`ve lived as much hell as you have.
and i`ve kept mine bubbling under for you.
you were my keeper.
you were my anchor.
you were my family.
you were my savior.
and there in lay the issue.
and therein lay the problem.
you from new york,
you are so relevant.
you reduce me to cosmic tears.
luminous moreso than most anyone.
unapologetically alive.
knot in my stomach,
and lump in my throat.
i love you when you dance,
when you freestyle in trance,
so pure, such an expression.
supposed former infatuation junkie.
i sink three pointers,
and you wax poetically.
i love you when you dance,
when you freestyle in trance,
so pure, such an expression.
let`s grease the wheel over tea.
let`s discuss things in confidence.
let`s be outspoken, let`s be ridiculous,
let`s solve all the worlds problems.
i love you when you dance,
when you freestyle in trace,
so pure, such an expression.
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
you are so relevant.
you reduce me to cosmic tears.
luminous moreso than most anyone.
unapologetically alive.
knot in my stomach,
and lump in my throat.
i love you when you dance,
when you freestyle in trance,
so pure, such an expression.
supposed former infatuation junkie.
i sink three pointers,
and you wax poetically.
i love you when you dance,
when you freestyle in trance,
so pure, such an expression.
let`s grease the wheel over tea.
let`s discuss things in confidence.
let`s be outspoken, let`s be ridiculous,
let`s solve all the worlds problems.
i love you when you dance,
when you freestyle in trace,
so pure, such an expression.
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
bu da alanis morissette one;
i am the biggest hypocrite
i`ve been undeniably jealous
i have been loud and pretentious
i have been utterly threatened
i`ve gotten candy for my selfinterest
the sexy treadmill capitalist
heaven forbid i be criticized
heaven forbid i be ignored
i have abused my power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
i`ve been out of reach and separatist
heaven forbid average (whatever average means)
i have compensated for my days of powerlessness
i have abused my socalled power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
did you just call her amazing?
surely we both can`t be amazing!
and give up my hard earned status
as fabulous freak of nature?
i have abused my power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
always looked good on paper
sounded good in theory
i am the biggest hypocrite
i`ve been undeniably jealous
i have been loud and pretentious
i have been utterly threatened
i`ve gotten candy for my selfinterest
the sexy treadmill capitalist
heaven forbid i be criticized
heaven forbid i be ignored
i have abused my power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
i`ve been out of reach and separatist
heaven forbid average (whatever average means)
i have compensated for my days of powerlessness
i have abused my socalled power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
did you just call her amazing?
surely we both can`t be amazing!
and give up my hard earned status
as fabulous freak of nature?
i have abused my power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
always looked good on paper
sounded good in theory
dear darlin,
your mom, my friend
left a message on my machine
she was frantic
saying you were talking crazy.
that you wanted to do away with yourself.
guess she thought i would be the perfect resort
because we`ve had this inexplicable connection since our youth
and yes, they`re in shock
they are panicked
you and your chronic
them and their drama
you this embarassment
us in the middle of this delusion.
if we were our bodies,
if we were our futures,
if we were our defenses,
i`d be joining you.
if we were our culture,
if we were our leaders,
if we were our denials,
i`d be joining you.
i remember vividly a day years ago,
we were camping.
you knew more than you thought you should know.
you said "i don`t want ever to be brainwashed"
and you were mindboggling, you were intense.
you were uncomfortable in your own skin.
you were thirsty,
but mostly you were beautiful.
if we were our nametags,
if we were our rejections,
if we were our outcomes,
i`d be joining you.
if we were our indignities,
if we were our successes,
if we were our emotions,
i`d be joining you.
you and i, we`re like four year olds.
we want to know why, and how come about everything.
we want to reveal ourselves at will, and speak our minds.
and never talk small talk and be intuitive,
and question mightily, and find god my tortured beacon.
we need to find likeminded companions.
if we were their condemnations,
if we were their projections,
if we were our paranoias, i`d be joining you.
if we were our incomes,
if we were our obsessions,
if we were our afflictions, i`d be joining you.
we need a reflection,
we need a really good memory.
feel free to call me a little more often.
(bkz: alanis morissette)
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
your mom, my friend
left a message on my machine
she was frantic
saying you were talking crazy.
that you wanted to do away with yourself.
guess she thought i would be the perfect resort
because we`ve had this inexplicable connection since our youth
and yes, they`re in shock
they are panicked
you and your chronic
them and their drama
you this embarassment
us in the middle of this delusion.
if we were our bodies,
if we were our futures,
if we were our defenses,
i`d be joining you.
if we were our culture,
if we were our leaders,
if we were our denials,
i`d be joining you.
i remember vividly a day years ago,
we were camping.
you knew more than you thought you should know.
you said "i don`t want ever to be brainwashed"
and you were mindboggling, you were intense.
you were uncomfortable in your own skin.
you were thirsty,
but mostly you were beautiful.
if we were our nametags,
if we were our rejections,
if we were our outcomes,
i`d be joining you.
if we were our indignities,
if we were our successes,
if we were our emotions,
i`d be joining you.
you and i, we`re like four year olds.
we want to know why, and how come about everything.
we want to reveal ourselves at will, and speak our minds.
and never talk small talk and be intuitive,
and question mightily, and find god my tortured beacon.
we need to find likeminded companions.
if we were their condemnations,
if we were their projections,
if we were our paranoias, i`d be joining you.
if we were our incomes,
if we were our obsessions,
if we were our afflictions, i`d be joining you.
we need a reflection,
we need a really good memory.
feel free to call me a little more often.
(bkz: alanis morissette)
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
as we were talking outside,
it was cold,
we were shivering, yet warmed by the subject matter.
my wife is in the next room,
we`ve been having troubles you know,
please don`t tell her or anyone,
but i need to talk to somebody.
you said, "wouldn`t it be a shame if i knew how great i was
five minutes before i died? i`d be filled with such regret
before i took my last breath."
and i said, "you`re willing to tell me this now, and you`re not going to die anytime soon."
and i said i haven`t been eating chicken,
or meat,
or anything.
and you said yes, but you`ve been wearing leather and laughed and said
we`re at the top of the food chain.
and yes you`re still a fine woman,
and i cringed.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could heal each other.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could be raw together.
we left the restaurant where the head waiter (in his 60`s), said
"good bye, sir. thank you for your business sir. you`re successful and
established, sir, and we like the frequency with which you dine here sir. and
your money."
and when i walked by, they said "thank you too dear."
i was all pigtails and cords.
and there was a day when i would`ve said something like,
"hey dude, i could buy and sell this place, so kiss it."
i too once thought i was owed something.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could challenge each other.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could crack each other up.
i too thought that when proved wrong, i lost somehow.
i too thought life was cruel.
it`s a cycle, really.
you think i`m withdrawing and guilt tripping you.
i think you`re insensitive and i don`t feel heard.
and i said "do you believe we are fundamentally judgmental?
fundamentally evil?"
and you said yes.
and i said do you believe in revenge, in right or wrong, good or bad?
and you said "well, what about the man that i saw handcuffed in the emergency
room,
bleeding after beating his kid, and she threw a shoe at his head.
i think what he did was wrong, and i wouldn`t have had a hard time feeling
compassion for him."
i had to watch my tone for fear of having you feel judged.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could dance together.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could be creamy together.
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
it was cold,
we were shivering, yet warmed by the subject matter.
my wife is in the next room,
we`ve been having troubles you know,
please don`t tell her or anyone,
but i need to talk to somebody.
you said, "wouldn`t it be a shame if i knew how great i was
five minutes before i died? i`d be filled with such regret
before i took my last breath."
and i said, "you`re willing to tell me this now, and you`re not going to die anytime soon."
and i said i haven`t been eating chicken,
or meat,
or anything.
and you said yes, but you`ve been wearing leather and laughed and said
we`re at the top of the food chain.
and yes you`re still a fine woman,
and i cringed.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could heal each other.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could be raw together.
we left the restaurant where the head waiter (in his 60`s), said
"good bye, sir. thank you for your business sir. you`re successful and
established, sir, and we like the frequency with which you dine here sir. and
your money."
and when i walked by, they said "thank you too dear."
i was all pigtails and cords.
and there was a day when i would`ve said something like,
"hey dude, i could buy and sell this place, so kiss it."
i too once thought i was owed something.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could challenge each other.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could crack each other up.
i too thought that when proved wrong, i lost somehow.
i too thought life was cruel.
it`s a cycle, really.
you think i`m withdrawing and guilt tripping you.
i think you`re insensitive and i don`t feel heard.
and i said "do you believe we are fundamentally judgmental?
fundamentally evil?"
and you said yes.
and i said do you believe in revenge, in right or wrong, good or bad?
and you said "well, what about the man that i saw handcuffed in the emergency
room,
bleeding after beating his kid, and she threw a shoe at his head.
i think what he did was wrong, and i wouldn`t have had a hard time feeling
compassion for him."
i had to watch my tone for fear of having you feel judged.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could dance together.
i was hoping,
i was hoping we could be creamy together.
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
you are the original template.
you are the original exemplary.
how seen were you, actually?
how revered were you (honestly) at the time?
why pleased with your low maintenance?
where was your ally, your partner in feminine crime?
oh, mother, who`s your buddy?
oh, mother, who`s got your back?
the heart of the house,
the heart of the house.
all hail the goddess.
you were `good `ol`
you were "count on`er til four am"
you saw me run from the house
in the snow melodramatically.
oh, mother, who`s your sister?
oh, mother, who`s your friend?
the heart of the house.
the heart of the house.
all hail the goddess.
we left the men and we went for a walk in the gatineaus
and talked like women,
like women to women would.
womyn to womyn would "where did you get that from?
must`ve been your father, your dad."
i got it from you, i got it from you.
do you see yourself in my gypsy garage sale ways?
in my fits of laughter?
in my tinkerbell tendencies?
in my lack of color coordination?
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
you are the original exemplary.
how seen were you, actually?
how revered were you (honestly) at the time?
why pleased with your low maintenance?
where was your ally, your partner in feminine crime?
oh, mother, who`s your buddy?
oh, mother, who`s got your back?
the heart of the house,
the heart of the house.
all hail the goddess.
you were `good `ol`
you were "count on`er til four am"
you saw me run from the house
in the snow melodramatically.
oh, mother, who`s your sister?
oh, mother, who`s your friend?
the heart of the house.
the heart of the house.
all hail the goddess.
we left the men and we went for a walk in the gatineaus
and talked like women,
like women to women would.
womyn to womyn would "where did you get that from?
must`ve been your father, your dad."
i got it from you, i got it from you.
do you see yourself in my gypsy garage sale ways?
in my fits of laughter?
in my tinkerbell tendencies?
in my lack of color coordination?
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
(bkz: sevismek)
sevismekle baslayan herhangi bir baslik icinde salya, ter, surtunme, sikma, , agregasyon ile gidip gelme islemi demis olan yazardan sogumaya sebebiyet veren baslik olup aslen yazarin kastettigine sikismek dendigi, sevismenin daha insanca bir eylem oldugunun hatirlatilmasi resmen gorev bilinmistir.
i know he`s blood but you can still turn him away
you don`t owe him anything
do you go to the dungeon.
to find out how to make peace
with your days in the dungeon?
writing a letter to you
didn`t make me any more peaceful
than how i felt when we weren`t speaking.
feels i didn`t cop to what i did.
i can`t love you `cause we`re supposed to have professional boundaries.
i`d like you to be schooled and in awe
as though you were kissed by god full on the lips.
i`m in the front row
the front row with popcorn.
i get to see you close up.
i`m too tired to recount the unpleasantries one by one one minutes i want to
banish you the next i want to be on a deserted island with you along with my
three favorite cd`s ambivalent yet in your bed we`ve yet to acknowledge what
really happened.
slid into the ditch.
i have this overwhelming loss of ambition
we said let`s name thirty good reasons why we shouldn`t be together.
i started by saying things like "you smoke" "you live in new jersey"
you started saying things like "you belong to the world"
all of which could have been easily refuted but the conversation was
hypothetical
i am totally short of breath for you why can`t you shut your stuff off.
i`m in the front row,
the front row with popcorn
i get to see you see you close up.
and i laughed until my lungs hurt i love how you bust my chops you don`t
always feel seen sometimes you feel erasable unfortunately i cannot
reciprocate in my current state i think we should be careful of how much time
we spend together.
for a while i`m speaking
you know how much you hate to be interrupted
maybe spend some time alone fill up your proverbial cup
so that it doesn`t always have to be about you
i`ve been wanting your undivided attention
i like the fact that you`re nothing like me
are you not burdoned by the lack of perspective people
have of your charmed life (seemingly)?
i`m in the front row
the front row with popcorn
i get to see you see you close up.
you never meant to be ungrateful nor held up to be whipped or wept for
certainly not analyzed prodded at more ways than one apparently you`ve been
misrepresented dealing with the concept of arrows being slung towards your
outrageous fortune.
hey i`m not mad at you guardian
i`m mad at myself for spending so much time with you and your jeckyl and
hydeness
i`m glad i figuratively slapped you on the wrist
you laughed a wicked laugh and said `come here let me clip your wings`
(i know he`s blood but you can still turn him away you don`t owe him anything)
"raise the roof" he yelled "yeah raise the roof" i yelled back.
(unfortunately you need a health scare to reprioritize)
no thanks to the soap box.
having me rile against them won`t make an ounce of difference.
i`m in the front row the front row with popcorn.
i get to see you see you close up.
oh the things i`ve done for you many a sitch a friend a man`s been left for
you oh the books i`ve read for you the tongues i`ve bitten for you many a new
city for you many a risk taken for you (not a single regret).
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
you don`t owe him anything
do you go to the dungeon.
to find out how to make peace
with your days in the dungeon?
writing a letter to you
didn`t make me any more peaceful
than how i felt when we weren`t speaking.
feels i didn`t cop to what i did.
i can`t love you `cause we`re supposed to have professional boundaries.
i`d like you to be schooled and in awe
as though you were kissed by god full on the lips.
i`m in the front row
the front row with popcorn.
i get to see you close up.
i`m too tired to recount the unpleasantries one by one one minutes i want to
banish you the next i want to be on a deserted island with you along with my
three favorite cd`s ambivalent yet in your bed we`ve yet to acknowledge what
really happened.
slid into the ditch.
i have this overwhelming loss of ambition
we said let`s name thirty good reasons why we shouldn`t be together.
i started by saying things like "you smoke" "you live in new jersey"
you started saying things like "you belong to the world"
all of which could have been easily refuted but the conversation was
hypothetical
i am totally short of breath for you why can`t you shut your stuff off.
i`m in the front row,
the front row with popcorn
i get to see you see you close up.
and i laughed until my lungs hurt i love how you bust my chops you don`t
always feel seen sometimes you feel erasable unfortunately i cannot
reciprocate in my current state i think we should be careful of how much time
we spend together.
for a while i`m speaking
you know how much you hate to be interrupted
maybe spend some time alone fill up your proverbial cup
so that it doesn`t always have to be about you
i`ve been wanting your undivided attention
i like the fact that you`re nothing like me
are you not burdoned by the lack of perspective people
have of your charmed life (seemingly)?
i`m in the front row
the front row with popcorn
i get to see you see you close up.
you never meant to be ungrateful nor held up to be whipped or wept for
certainly not analyzed prodded at more ways than one apparently you`ve been
misrepresented dealing with the concept of arrows being slung towards your
outrageous fortune.
hey i`m not mad at you guardian
i`m mad at myself for spending so much time with you and your jeckyl and
hydeness
i`m glad i figuratively slapped you on the wrist
you laughed a wicked laugh and said `come here let me clip your wings`
(i know he`s blood but you can still turn him away you don`t owe him anything)
"raise the roof" he yelled "yeah raise the roof" i yelled back.
(unfortunately you need a health scare to reprioritize)
no thanks to the soap box.
having me rile against them won`t make an ounce of difference.
i`m in the front row the front row with popcorn.
i get to see you see you close up.
oh the things i`ve done for you many a sitch a friend a man`s been left for
you oh the books i`ve read for you the tongues i`ve bitten for you many a new
city for you many a risk taken for you (not a single regret).
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
i`d be lying if i said i was completely unscathed
i might be proving you right
with my silence or my retaliation
would i letting you win in my non reaction? yeah!
how would i explain?
how would i explain this to my children
if i had them?
because i can`t not
because i can`t not
because i can`t afford
to be misread one more time
would i be whinning if i said i needed a hug?
would you feel slighted
if i said your love`s not enough?
how can i complain?
how can i complain
when i`m the one who reaches for it?
because i can`t not
because i can`t not
because i cannot walk without my crutches
because i can`t not
because i can`t not
because i can`t help wonder why you ask me
to all the unheard wisdom in the schoolyard
you think you`re the right ones
you think you`re the charmed ones i`m sure
how can you go on with such conviction?
and who do you think you are
why do you question me?
because we can`t not
because we can`t not
because we can`t help
laugh at our underestimations
because we can`t not
because we can`t not
because we can`t afford
to be misled one more time
because we can`t not
because we can`t not
because we cannot help
without your willingness
why do you affect me? why do you affect me still?
why do you hinder me? why do you hinder me still?
why do you unnerve me? why do you unnerve me still?
why do you trigger me? why do you trigger me still?
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
i might be proving you right
with my silence or my retaliation
would i letting you win in my non reaction? yeah!
how would i explain?
how would i explain this to my children
if i had them?
because i can`t not
because i can`t not
because i can`t afford
to be misread one more time
would i be whinning if i said i needed a hug?
would you feel slighted
if i said your love`s not enough?
how can i complain?
how can i complain
when i`m the one who reaches for it?
because i can`t not
because i can`t not
because i cannot walk without my crutches
because i can`t not
because i can`t not
because i can`t help wonder why you ask me
to all the unheard wisdom in the schoolyard
you think you`re the right ones
you think you`re the charmed ones i`m sure
how can you go on with such conviction?
and who do you think you are
why do you question me?
because we can`t not
because we can`t not
because we can`t help
laugh at our underestimations
because we can`t not
because we can`t not
because we can`t afford
to be misled one more time
because we can`t not
because we can`t not
because we cannot help
without your willingness
why do you affect me? why do you affect me still?
why do you hinder me? why do you hinder me still?
why do you unnerve me? why do you unnerve me still?
why do you trigger me? why do you trigger me still?
(bkz: supposed former infatuation junkie)
(bkz: alanis morissette)
supposed former infatuation junkie albumunden alanis morissette sarkisi.
i`ve seen them kneel with faded breath for the ritual
i`ve watched this experiance with psuedo higher levels
i`ve watched them leave their family in pursuit of their nirvana
i`ve seen them coming to line up from switzerland and america
how long will this take, baba?
how long have we been sleeping?
do you see me hanging on to every word you say?
how soon will i be holy?
how much will this cost, guru?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
i`ve seen them give their drugs in places of natured alters
i`ve heard them chanting kali, kali, frantically
i`ve heard them rodely repeat you teachers with iditism
i`ve seen them boasting the roads, and forgein dangle woods, beat
how long will this take, baba?
how long have we been sleeping?
do you see me hanging on to every word you say?
how soon will i be holy?
how much will this cost, guru?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
ave maria, ave maria...
i`ve seen them overlooking god in their own essance
i`ve seen their upward glances in hopes of instant salvation
i`ve seen their ritcheouness mixed with their own loving confessions
i`ve watched you smile at the people who bowed to kiss your feet
how long will this take, baba?
how long have we been sleeping?
do you see me hanging on to every word you say?
how soon will i be holy?
how much will this cost, guru?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
give me strength all knowing one
how long `till enlightenment?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
ave maria, ave maria, ave maria, ave maria
i`ve seen them kneel with faded breath for the ritual
i`ve watched this experiance with psuedo higher levels
i`ve watched them leave their family in pursuit of their nirvana
i`ve seen them coming to line up from switzerland and america
how long will this take, baba?
how long have we been sleeping?
do you see me hanging on to every word you say?
how soon will i be holy?
how much will this cost, guru?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
i`ve seen them give their drugs in places of natured alters
i`ve heard them chanting kali, kali, frantically
i`ve heard them rodely repeat you teachers with iditism
i`ve seen them boasting the roads, and forgein dangle woods, beat
how long will this take, baba?
how long have we been sleeping?
do you see me hanging on to every word you say?
how soon will i be holy?
how much will this cost, guru?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
ave maria, ave maria...
i`ve seen them overlooking god in their own essance
i`ve seen their upward glances in hopes of instant salvation
i`ve seen their ritcheouness mixed with their own loving confessions
i`ve watched you smile at the people who bowed to kiss your feet
how long will this take, baba?
how long have we been sleeping?
do you see me hanging on to every word you say?
how soon will i be holy?
how much will this cost, guru?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
give me strength all knowing one
how long `till enlightenment?
how much longer `till you`ve completely absolved me?
ave maria, ave maria, ave maria, ave maria
cok basarili bir alanis morissette sarkisi.supposed former infatuation junkie albumunden.
are you still mad i kicked you out of bed?
are you still mad i gave you ultimatums?
are you still mad i compared you to all
my forty year old male friends?
are you still mad i shared our problems
with everybody?
are you still mad i had a an emotional affair?
are you still mad i tried to mold you into
who i wanted you to be?
are you still mad i didn’t trust your intentions?
of course you are
of course you are
are you still mad that i flirted wildly?
are you still mad i had a tendency to mother you?
are you still mad that i had one foot out the door?
are you still mad that we slept together even after
we had ended it?
of course you are
of course you are
are you still mad i wore the pants most of the time?
are you still mad that i seemed to focus
only on your potential?
are you still mad that i threw in the towel?
are you still mad that i gave up long before you did?
of course you are
of course you are
are you still mad i kicked you out of bed?
are you still mad i gave you ultimatums?
are you still mad i compared you to all
my forty year old male friends?
are you still mad i shared our problems
with everybody?
are you still mad i had a an emotional affair?
are you still mad i tried to mold you into
who i wanted you to be?
are you still mad i didn’t trust your intentions?
of course you are
of course you are
are you still mad that i flirted wildly?
are you still mad i had a tendency to mother you?
are you still mad that i had one foot out the door?
are you still mad that we slept together even after
we had ended it?
of course you are
of course you are
are you still mad i wore the pants most of the time?
are you still mad that i seemed to focus
only on your potential?
are you still mad that i threw in the towel?
are you still mad that i gave up long before you did?
of course you are
of course you are
alanis morissette albumu. sarkilar da soyle;
are you still mad
baba
cant not
front row
heart of the house
i was hoping
joining you
one
so pure
sympathetic character
thank u
that i would be good
the couch
unsent
ur
would not come
your congratulations
are you still mad
baba
cant not
front row
heart of the house
i was hoping
joining you
one
so pure
sympathetic character
thank u
that i would be good
the couch
unsent
ur
would not come
your congratulations
-robert bak canlar caliyor
-sanane ammuagoduum
-ne dedin sen robert
-yok bisi, yat hadi yat..
-sanane ammuagoduum
-ne dedin sen robert
-yok bisi, yat hadi yat..
(bkz: seks yaparken ezan okunmasi)
amiga’lar cikmadan yani mertlik bozulmadan evvel var olan, kasetle calisan, loading.. yazisi ile uyuz eden ama ozamanlarin sahane teknolojisi olan, unutulmaz alet, bilgisayar musveddesi.
-su muzigi kis
-neden?
-ezan okunuyo
-e sikisiyoruz ama biz zaten
-olsun yasar nuri ozturk gunah degil dedi, sen muzigi kis, fazla konusma, agzin doluyken konusulmaz. hadi bakiim..
-neden?
-ezan okunuyo
-e sikisiyoruz ama biz zaten
-olsun yasar nuri ozturk gunah degil dedi, sen muzigi kis, fazla konusma, agzin doluyken konusulmaz. hadi bakiim..
commodore 64 olan alet.
bizim evde yasansa otomatikman "gitmeyeni ben sikicem" cevabi ile karsilasilacak ve sike sike bakkala gidilecek cumle.
-$$ iki dakka dur ezan okunuyo
-ya iki dakkasi mi var yaaa..sikti konsantrasyonumu
-ay dur dedim erol carpilivericez
-carpivericem ben gorucen simdi
-ay bak adam nasi okuyo ezani
-ulaaaaaaaaaaaaayn
-ya iki dakkasi mi var yaaa..sikti konsantrasyonumu
-ay dur dedim erol carpilivericez
-carpivericem ben gorucen simdi
-ay bak adam nasi okuyo ezani
-ulaaaaaaaaaaaaayn
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