i am who i am.
and after all this time, i have no one to prove it to.
or explain it all over to.
This blog holds my inner conversations. It's that gentle push to blink open your eyes and get going. Think earthly possessions or a simple recipe. Think coffee. This is a blog pulling the lurex threads in an otherwise ordinary piece of fabric.
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What a transformation the Sun brings. [bird songs] [summer, love] [flower colors] set an intention and include the feeling too. it's ...
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i wore a black vintage-look dress. ozgur was so cute, and so was kursat. i love them so much, they made me feel so good about everything bef...
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What a transformation the Sun brings. [bird songs] [summer, love] [flower colors] set an intention and include the feeling too. it's ...
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