I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept.

Opia;birinin gözüne baktığımızda mutlu olmamıza neden olan his.

For the one who took good care of my mental health, who never give up on me when I feel like the ground is engulfing me whole and the sun no longer wants to give me light, I hope the world never change you, my friend. Thank you forever. Thank you always.

yes, you should be kind. you should be considerate and giving and caring and loving and nice to everyone you meet. however, when it gets to a point that people are not reciprocating your generousity and are taking advantage of your sweetness, you no longer have to treat them kindly. you can be a good person and say no to people doing you wrong. you should be kind, but you also should stick up for yourself in situations of injustice.

it’s all about you. the way your hair falls on your shoulder and how you complain about it being messy. it’s about the most beautiful smile i’ve ever seen. i can’t stop thinking about how lucky i am. waking up next to you feels like i’m in heaven and looking at your sleepy face only makes me wonder why you’d choose me. you’re full of happiness while i’m drowning in darkness. you showed me what it is like to feel good after being sad for so long. i hope i can make you happy too. i hope i can make you fall in love with life and all the small beautiful things. you deserve the whole universe and i am so sorry that i am not capable of giving it to you. but i’ll sure give you all my love and honesty. i can’t promise you forever, but i promise you the best now you could ever think of.

make more art. write bad poetry. paint and make a mess. take pictures of your friends, your dog, nature, everything. make art and love it; not because its good but because it makes you happy. make an imprint on the world.