We could go to that bar that I've always wanted to go again. I told him that I want to go there again. I said to him that I miss that bar.
I wanted to go there with him. I didn't directly say it but he should have understood my intend.
We could go there together. We could go back to our homes at 4 AM. I could take our car and park it to a park in Kadıköy. We could leave the bar at 4 AM and take a bus to Kadıköy, spend the time in the car. We could drive the car to a place where we could watch the sunrise.
You know, they are not ordinary girly dreams. But those are my girls dreams. Corrupted dreams.
Corrupted dreams from a corrupted brain.
I HATE THE GUY.

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