Michael Pitt
From ripe to rotten, too real to live ; should I lie down or stand up and walk around again?My eyes finally wide open up , my eyes finally wide open shut , I finally found the sound that hears the touch of my tears.Smells a taste of all we waste could feed the others.
But we smother each other with the nectar and pucker the sour bittersweet weather
It blows through our trees, swims through our seas , flies through the last gasp we left on this earth
It’s a long lonely journey from death to birth.Should I die again? Should I die around...
The pounds of matter wheeling through space?I know I’ll never know until I come face to face
with my own cold dead face, with my own wooden case...
Death To Birth/Pagoda (from Last Days Soundtrack)






But this time , after i told him that i'm gonna meet this guy , he insisted on coming with me even he was sick a little bit. I found him in a vintage bookstore as usual on Istiklal Street(in Beyoglu area) , then we headed to the Taksim Square where we were gonna meet
It was one of that rare and very precious nights in lifetime. It was like we know each other forever and having a very fun and a comfortable conversation with an old and a good friend. I drove him to the airport , it was 5 something a.m. we had coffee while waiting for his check-in and as you can guess we continued talking...










