mnkthlv

ya agzina siciyim hamza

sikeyim ya

kanka yarrrrrmma amk

gercekten inanilmaz ama ilk defa asksal sıkıntılar cekiyorum

I’ve always loved the early hours of the morning. While for most people it’s the sweetest time of sleep, for me it’s the most peaceful moment of the day. The streets are still empty, the rush of life hasn’t begun yet. That silence… I adore it. It feels as if the world belongs only to me.
          
          When I open the window, a cool breeze brushes against my face, and from afar I might hear a few birds singing. Sometimes I see a cat walking slowly, sometimes there’s no one at all. That emptiness, that stillness—it comforts me. No matter how noisy and chaotic the rest of the day might get, in that brief slice of time I can witness life in its purest form.
          
          In those first hours of the morning, my mind is clearer too. My thoughts don’t hurry, my heart feels calmer. It’s a kind of slowness, a deep breath that I can’t quite catch during the day. Maybe that’s why waking up early feels less like a habit and more like a need.
          
          I love being awake while everyone else is asleep, because in those moments the world seems to whisper to me. Silence isn’t really empty; it carries peace within it. And that peace is what I love the most.

annem kendi annesine laf ediyor ama ondan farku yok saka gibi amk yaslandikca cekilmez oluyorlar

happy birthday to me!!!

gecen yilki dogum gunumde ne kadar hevesliydim oysa ki ya bugun niye boyle oldu

eslem seni cok özledim

uzayabilecek miyim