İstanbul Bilgi Üniversitesi Medya ve İletişim Sistemleri 2004 Mezunu, Eski Gazeteci, blogger, iletişim ve dijital pazarlama uzmanı... PHP ve WordPress sevdiği konular...
All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their...
Yazar - Cemal Alp Solak
I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the...