“you look tired is everything ok” i have been dragging my corpse of a body around for years i barely feel like a person everything feels like a chore basic tasks seem like crossing mountains & oceans & at this point it just seems like im waiting to die
bence hassas kalpliler olarak her seyin cok daha guzelini hak ediyoruz. cunku olan hep bize oluyor ve yasadiklarimizdan etkilenmeme sansimiz yok. gorunur bir sey olmasa bile mental olarak illaki cokuyoruz. herkes mutlu olsun, ama biz abartalim