days of olive
21 / The Netherlands
1. October 2014


1. Pour out how much you think you need.

2. Wrong.


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Napiyorum ben???? Gercekten dom’um.

Aptal yani

"There are certain things, no matter what, you have to keep inside."

Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (via rsvnr)

(Source: bookpillows, via niqabisinparis)

Me, myself & I as a synonym for autumn;

falling like a leaf from a tree: feelin’ too old to hang on
I am slightly raining, whole day long: gloomy wandering in this world
and my soul is a grizzled sky: reachless cloud-capped dreams, I can barely recognise them anymore.


Only in books I can live another life. Sometimes I go back in the years and sometimes I just integrate my dreams with the stories I read. Books are magical. There are few things from my childhood I still love: icecreams & books. And I feel lucky that I still love books as I did when I was a kid. When I read books, I feel the same intense joy when I was a little girl. And I can say that my love for books and the joy I experienced back in the times, were the most precious moments in my childhood. Reading in the very deep night and in the most early morning, like an adventure: escaping my real life. It offered me another world to look at. 

I always wanted to become a storywriter because of the thousand stories I had collected in my head. I only need a piece of paper, a pencil, my head and most important: time. 


i’m jealous of 
your pillows
and of your sheets

i want to hear
the sound of
your heartbeat 

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"Sevmek güzel şey de tek başına sıkılıyor insan"

Beni Böyle Sev 

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