#25.01.2023

[hosgeldinhuzun]

Günaydın umuttan alacağı olanlar.

[bulutluluk]

ben yumuşak tuşlarına basacağım hayatın

sen çatıyı kur.

sırları soracağım ben,

sen hayatın anlamını ara.

yazın yönünü değiştireceğim ben

sen yolculuğa çık.

ben arka bahçeyi özleyeceğim

sen inat et...

Birhan Keskin

[liam-93-productions]

Liam opening a door in the Maldives - 25.01

[nocte-litteris]

Creí que el tiempo lo curaría todo y aquí estoy, totalmente sin saber el rumbo que tengo que tomar.

𝕶𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖎𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍

[pernillemagda]

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The way Magda looks at the pitch 😂

[biragacgibitekvehur]

Bi şey sorucam 1000k uygulamasında nasıl kitapları puanlayabiliyorsunuz ya ben okuduğum her kitabı ulan ne kadar da hiçbir şey bilmiyorum diye bitiriyorum sonra onu beğenmek beğenmemek ya da puanlamak benim ne haddime diyorum sadece okudum diye işaretleyebiliyorum ama uygulama sürekli puanlamaya kitap incelemesi yapmaya falan yönlendiriyor herkes kitap eleştirisi yapamaz yapmamalı bir kitap okuma uygulaması dahi insanları tüketim toplumu modeline zorluyor çok acı değil mi

[hosgeldinhuzun]

Uğur böceği evcil hayvandır,

konu tartışmaya kapalıdır :)

[bekindtoyou4007]

Tough day, I think likely caused in large part by hangover. Terrible physical symptoms, doubled up over today with painful bowel stuff. Had to force myself to eat. Had to have an awkward convo with husband about him not doing his share of domestic labour. Did some work which cheered me up a bit and ran an errand that was on my to do list for quite some time, which was good. Also made some lovely soup for dinner. Husband has been out a lot lately and I found myself feeling the pain of loneliness tonight. But I'm not reaching out to friends when I could be. I find it so horribly embarrassing trying to admit I need people. What if I'm bothering them, what if they all secretly hate me. The pain of having abusive parents as a child who then as an adult basically dump you now you're no longer abuse-able is terrible. I fear I'm never going to stop hurting. I keep waiting not to care one day but that day hasn't come yet. It's so recent that I gave up on the idea my parents could change. I really believed better things were going to be possible. But you cannot magically change other people through the power of loving them alone, they have to want to change, and doing constant emotional labour to help those who aren't returning the favour is a sure fire way to be feeling bitter and angry.