passive absorption

babamlarla ayni evde kalindigi icin onlara belirtmem gerekti ben sizin yaptiginiz gibi aya degil de ayi yaratana taptigimdan sizin aya tapma oruclariniza katilmicam diye, (benim de gunes batana kadar yemiyo olmama ragmen) babam gayet cool gulerek sen olsen simdi seni hristiyan parametrelerinde mi yapmamiz icab edicek defnini falan derken annem de boyle seyler soyluyorum diye parmaklariyla kulaklarini tikayip lalalala yapmaktan o kadar da uzak kalmayacak cesit komiklikte (ama unironically) bi lengthy gesturein ortasindayken televizyonda tosun pasa oynuyodu, anam ve babamin presently gunahlariyla olup cehenneme gidecekleri tadimi matlastirmis olacak ki televizyondaki kemal sunal filmine vermem gereken, tbmm constitutioninda belirtimis cercevede reaksiyon veremeyip (youtubeda probably hdleri vardir lani idrak edip cerezle falan odaya kosmak) filmde islenen seyin resmen alexandria'da jeopolitik osmanli entrikalari oldugunu farkettim. bugunlerde anamla babamla iki laf edemez oldugumdan babamla iki laf edelim diye babama sordum iskenderiye mi dedi? diye, babamin nefes cekip Yes. demesinden benim lafi izlandadaki osmanli korsanlarina falan getirip yine Jesus'tan bahsedicemi sandigini anlayip daha ustelemek istemedim. 1.5 yildir falan tanidigim herkesle olan asla disclose edilmemis bi understandingimiz var, now only when they wanna talk to me do i get to talk to them, annem babam da dahil oluyo yavas yavas. haha. interesting how it's the same exact size and brand with everybody regardless of age creed or color. even more interesting how it's exactly what Jesus tells you it's gonna happen. sometimes when i get worked up i miss having a potty mouth, i catch myself needing to add effing to every sentence when i'm talking to myself. and sh*t. like i miss the perceived freedom in saying to myself, -i don't give a shit... but the insanity of this statement is, other than the obvious, that the reason i mustn't say it is the exact reason why i feel the need to say it. if i don't give a shit my mama goes to hell but the reason i want to say it is because she is adamant on being on her way to hell. dad's cool though. he's just going along because he was born here. he's got no horse in the race like mom willingly worshipping some bloodthirsty pervert over the sinless son of God. i blame that white haired cringemeister who becomes the president of television during every ramalamadingdong. somehow he never talks about his idol marrying a child and having slaves and sanctioning theft and lying and adultery and savagery. incorrigible. o ismini hatirlayamadigim oscar isaacli coen brothers filmine gidiyo aklim buraya geldigimden beri, i feel like everyime i know it's the last time i'm speaking to someone dear to me because they think i'm a crazy person now it's that part of the film when he's unable to intervene with the dog he hit with the car watching it limp away from a distance or the cat that he had to close the car door on. and it keeps getting colder and colder and the amount of time since he had enough sleep the last keeps lengthening bi de, going back, ne zaman tosun pasa "kellelerini getirin -hayir- i am personally setting out to tackle this issue with supreme subtlety and cunning" dediginde cocuklugumdan beri dammit it's getting good! olup sonra karakterinin ultimately ne kadar left unexplored oldugunu hatirlamak beni 32 yasimda yine haunt etti, and i don't even give a sh*t. it's just a dumbass movie ama biraz efor be kardesim ekmegin degil mi bu senarist birader kimsen 50 yil evvel...lutfen.