i guess i am a bit sentimental today. i usually think it is super cheesy to put up childhood photos. i normally feel it is über sad to long for days you can barely remember. i actually don't care about the passing of time as much as how it comes to pass. i insistently ignore the bruised knees of the love hungry little brat within me. and i frequently feel detached from my family...
i guess i am a bit sentimental today. or i am just trying to decipher myself through their faces. i am made up of their fragments. it is their mimics hidden beneath my sentences. they are entirely mine, and yet i rarely belong to them.
Makinalar geliştikçe fotoğraflar çirkinleşmiş, eski fotoğraflara baktıkça ben bunu anlıyorum. Şimdikilerle kıyaslanmayacak nefislikte renkler. Her kare Onno Tunç şarkısı buruk-gizeminde.