My love
You grew up idealizing a perfect father figure in your head, even if you didn't want to, and when a supposed mother figure appears
Don't let things get to me...
As much as I don't care what people say, I still look for someone's approval and that was painful to hear.
This "me" is not okay
She never knows what she wants, she always goes with what people think and not what she really wants, there's no way of knowing what she wants because she doesn't even know.
She knows what she wants, but she doesn't know how to achieve that idea, because at the same time she wants to be someone
You need to be someone for people.
Not for her anyway
That the things I want will work out, my parents, instead of supporting my plans as parents should, just keep pointing out what's wrong, and when I'm really listening and still wanting to choose this, they keep implying more and more. ..
And that's annoying, it gets to the point where I don't want to talk about it anymore, it's easier to live in secret than to simply ask for support, because I won't get it...
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"Şiirler sayalım gel öpüşlerimize,
limanları, gemileri hiçe sayalım.
sevdalar dökelim ellerimize, su yerine
gözlerinden olmayan renkleri, yok sayalım..."
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Bence büyümek;
Artık geceleri değil gündüzleri sevmek,
Renkleri değil siyahı görmek,
Gökkuşağını değil yağmuru izlemek,
Ve bence büyümek;
Artık sadece acı çekmek.
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Relationship is based on a lot of trust, to be with someone you need to trust that person
But if you stay the same, she says, preparing for the worst, you don't live in a healthy relationship
Of course there are toxic relationships that are discovered after years
But everything is a choice, you can live your entire relationship preparing for the worst and make it happen because it wears off and you don't enjoy anything
Either you trust and enjoy to the fullest, and wait for what the future awaits, and if the two plant love, it is from this love that they will live...
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ben diyorum gittikçe o sesli sokaklar sessizleşir
büyüdükçe o sevdiğim şeyler bulanır
gezdiğim yerler değişir hatta yıkılır
ama tek bir ortak noktası
hepsini ben yaşadım ben yaşarım..
he bir de kalbim vardı attıkça ölüme yaklaştı
Bir de ciğerlerim vardı nefes çektikçe kanser olan
bir de ayaklarım vücudumu ipe götüren
he bi de ben vardım gözümü vucüdumu salıp giden...
karanfil
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