"hasretinden neler eskittim bilemezsin..."
Well, it’s not a hundred years yet, but I think it’s poetic as finding a vintage locket in an old forgotten dresser. Actually it feels like a message of people and lessons and emotions hidden from everyone for just me to find, even though it isn’t.
maybe in a few 100 years, a kid would stumble upon my Tumblr account and I hope it is as poetic as finding a vintage locket in an old forgotten dresser