Furkan P Ozcan
04-11-2015, 08:16 PM
“He appears at the beginning, he’s walking along the bright yellow cabs which happens to be the matter make people think about rush, he thinks all of the taxi drivers hate him, but they don’t, they don’t even see the guy. They don’t care. He bears with our minds, shows up at the time when we wanted, we feel him inside us, he becomes as the guy, the guy who we determined as an imp, the guy who fu*ks up with all those happenings which happens us too, we get away from him when he fu*ks up.
He’s doing the wrong job, he’s in the wrong section, he fell into the sin river, he pretends to be the one who’s capable of handling things there, but he’s not. He tries to become, and he fails.
People blame him for that reason, he keeps failing, failing and failing… He usually gives up about everything, then he lies to himself that he can change, and he fails again.
He comes across with the women who has been doing the job what the guy is actually good at, he falls in love with the woman, but he actually falls in love with the thing that the woman is doing, he confuses the love. The woman has this bright skin and red hair, she looks pretty. The woman knows what’s happening, but it doesn't matter to her. She fell in love with the man, so she doesn't care, she just cares about his happiness. At least that’s what they thought at the time. Then we become the guy, the guy becomes the man, but still he thinks he’s in love with the woman and he appreciates the love of woman that she gives back to him.
The man starts to realize that he’s in love with the job that the woman has been doing, he becomes good at it, he starts to move away from the woman. When the woman is mad as hell, she throws the truth in the man’s face, now the man knows that she was in love with him. Man feels sorry for woman, woman feels her vanity inside her heart and she lies, maybe she had to.
The Man doesn't care, he already found his interest, he doesn't need the woman anymore, the woman grew away from her interest, now she’s alone, she feels dumped, depressed, and she feels like nothing.. She goes out, and walks on the streets where they've met, where the dazzling yellow cabs are. She becomes the desperate street artist who started to play saxophone on the streets, people doesn't give a sh*t about her, she thinks they do. She feels vanity vanishes inside her, but it doesn't. She sees a street painter on the street, was he there all the time? She keeps looking at him, he’s not handsome, but not ugly too, then she tries to remember what she was good at – what the man stole it from her, she can’t. She walks toward to street painter.”
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That's my first time trying to write something, maybe it's nothing. But looking forward to see some comments. Thanks.
He’s doing the wrong job, he’s in the wrong section, he fell into the sin river, he pretends to be the one who’s capable of handling things there, but he’s not. He tries to become, and he fails.
People blame him for that reason, he keeps failing, failing and failing… He usually gives up about everything, then he lies to himself that he can change, and he fails again.
He comes across with the women who has been doing the job what the guy is actually good at, he falls in love with the woman, but he actually falls in love with the thing that the woman is doing, he confuses the love. The woman has this bright skin and red hair, she looks pretty. The woman knows what’s happening, but it doesn't matter to her. She fell in love with the man, so she doesn't care, she just cares about his happiness. At least that’s what they thought at the time. Then we become the guy, the guy becomes the man, but still he thinks he’s in love with the woman and he appreciates the love of woman that she gives back to him.
The man starts to realize that he’s in love with the job that the woman has been doing, he becomes good at it, he starts to move away from the woman. When the woman is mad as hell, she throws the truth in the man’s face, now the man knows that she was in love with him. Man feels sorry for woman, woman feels her vanity inside her heart and she lies, maybe she had to.
The Man doesn't care, he already found his interest, he doesn't need the woman anymore, the woman grew away from her interest, now she’s alone, she feels dumped, depressed, and she feels like nothing.. She goes out, and walks on the streets where they've met, where the dazzling yellow cabs are. She becomes the desperate street artist who started to play saxophone on the streets, people doesn't give a sh*t about her, she thinks they do. She feels vanity vanishes inside her, but it doesn't. She sees a street painter on the street, was he there all the time? She keeps looking at him, he’s not handsome, but not ugly too, then she tries to remember what she was good at – what the man stole it from her, she can’t. She walks toward to street painter.”
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That's my first time trying to write something, maybe it's nothing. But looking forward to see some comments. Thanks.