Me: Well, I never apply any make-up. I’m not kidding.
Emre: IВ wanna say something. IВ know many people who judge one another byВ their appearance.
Me: But their core is their heart.
Emre: And I was one of them. Tbh, I’m still one of them. However, if you really met someone who suffered a lot from love or something like this, they don’t care what they become when they break up with someone.
Me: Yes. There are aВ lot ofВ people like this.
Emre: And I’m talking about myself. If you (or someone) know a man’s psychology, I feel you (or this «someone’) have just used me. So, I’d like to understand each other with my girlfriend. Also, I like to flirt with beautiful people. But just for flirting. Nothing serious. It’s just my idea.
Me: I think you just have to love a man or a woman, and that’s it. You mustn’t use any information in order to harm them.
Emre: Come on! Indeed? Do you have to love them? I don’t think so.
Me: WhyВ so?
Emre: Did you tell me you must love only one person throughout their whole life?
Me: Haha. But I think it’s near to impossible. Seriously. I loved many people. Of different ages. Of different professions.
Emre: It’s clear now. Lol. Actually, I don’t like to talk about love, these feelings, or emotions. What’s more, I don’t think I can love someone. Because I don’t need it anymore.
Me: Haha. IВ thought so too. But when IВ was 17, IВ fell inВ love for the first time.
Emre: Tell me if you don’t mind…
Me: Well, it was marvelous and at the same time awful. IВ cried every night. Seriously.
Emre: How old was your beloved?
Me: Well, he was – don’t get mad! – 14! And now, he’s 18, accordingly.
Emre: And you wereВ 17.
Me: Yup. Crazy, isn’t it?
Emre: Err… I don’t think so.
Me: Emre, maybe, let’s talk tomorrow. Must go to bed. See you! Take care!
Emre: Take care.
6В JanuaryВ 2018
Emre: Hey! How’re you?
Me: Fine, 10q!В Wbu?
Emre: I’m going to buy a pack of chips. Lol.
Me: They’re tasty. And yasty! Yasty = yummy+tasty. A complex word. So, what brand of chips?
Emre: Ruffles.
Me: And are they tasty?
After some time… Emre didn’t reply, but I decided to ask him if he was okay. I myself don’t know why and what made me do so. Maybe, I did so because of sympathy and kindness towards anyone.
Me: Are you alright?
Emre: Why did youВ ask?
Me: Sorry. Because you haven’t answered yet.
Emre: You don’t have to say «sorry’.
Me: So, I decided to ask if everything’s all right.
Emre: Sorry! You waited for an answer…
Me: Yes, I always do. So, what’re you doing now?
Emre: Writing a story. And I’m really sorry.
Me: That’s ok. Never mind.
Emre: But IВ feelВ bad.
Me: Oh,В why?
Emre: Because ofВ this situation.
Me: Ah, haha, oke. Don’t worry, everyone always treats me like this! You’re the first person to say «sorry’ for that sort of thing!
Emre: I’m really sorry, but I dunno what I should do. Because we’re online friends, and I didn’t care about online friends until I met you…
Me: Haha, 10q aВ lot! IВ alwaysВ do!
Emre: Actually, IВ wanna say something toВ you.
Me: Really? Haha.
Emre: First of all, I don’t trust you about who you are. Even so, I’m talking to you because I wanna learn something from you. It doesn’t matter if you tell me lies or not because I can learn a new word or phrase. But now, I’m asking you, so, please, tell me the truth. I don’t wanna think «What if she just messed around with me?»
Me: What do you mean by «lie’?
Emre: Are you aВ real person?
Me: OfВ course! Do you want me toВ proveВ it?
Emre: No. It’s oke. I trust you.
Me: I don’t even know what to say.
Emre: About what?
Me: About your statement. It’s really strange. I understand you, yeah. My sentences are good. But I’ve got to study a lot to achieve it.
Emre: Oke. It’s not the point.
Me: But let’s sort it out. So, why do you think I’m telling you lies?
Emre: Just a feeling. And you don’t have any social media.
Me: Hey, IВ do! Skype, for instance. But IВ seldom use it. FacebookВ etc.
Emre: You like yourself, you know yourself. It looks like someone created by imagination…
Me: No, it’s just my brain. Such people exist, but they’re rare. I know. If you want to achieve something, you must study hard, and try and try and try, over and over again. By the way, if I were a robot, how come I sleep at night?
Emre: What can make people understand yourself?
Me: Perhaps, I’m that of the UFO anyway…
Emre: First, you say you cry a lot. Now, you’re such a good person because you don’t wanna hurt anyone…
Me: That’s true. I live with my mum and bro. No daddy! No grandma! No grandpa! Imagine what I feel like!
Emre: Anyway, I won’t talk about it. Thank you for being my friend!
Me: You’re very welcome!
Emre: You know, I don’t have many friends because I always look at people down my nose. Because they pretend to be a rock-star, or they don’t know themselves. If I make friends with someone, they either turn out bad, or just braggarts.
Me: Same here.В Lol.
Emre: I want to say – I trust you. But, please, don’t make me sad. Because I won’t.
Me: I won’t disappoint you. I promise! Some people also pretend to be good. But in real life, they’re complete idiots. You just dunno how much pain they’ve caused me!
Emre: Well, you’re not alone. At least, you aren’t because I’m texting you! Aziza…
Me:В Yes?
Emre: I wanna know you better if you don’t mind.
Me: Thank you very much! No, I don’t.
Emre: Okay. Let’s talk tomorrow! I’ll ask you many questions.
Me:В Oke.
Emre: I hope I won’t bother you. Haha.
7В JanuaryВ 2018
Emre: Hey! How’re you?
Me: Fine, 10q! AndВ you?
Emre: Oh my gosh! You’re online! Haha.
Me: Haha.
Emre: How’s it going? What did you do today? Or do you have a plan?
Me: Haha. I’m relaxing now. Today, we have Christmas in Russia.
Emre: And what are you doingВ now?
Me: Eating. Haha.
Emre: Well, as for me, I must study, but I don’t want to. I’ve got 2 exams day after day, without any break.
Me: Oh, really? Is there much toВ learn?
Emre: IВ attended the classes, so IВ know the material. But IВ need toВ revise it anyway.
Me: That’s right!
Emre: When will you keep your promise, by the way? You said, «I’ll take a photo!» And still, you haven’t!
Me: Haha. IВ actually can take aВ selfieВ now.
Emre: So, Aziza…
