Today I prayed the first time in my life willingly.
First I didn't know what to say and I felt weird, but then the words came flooding in my mind.
Suddenly tears started to form in my eyes and fell down without any reason. And I have to confess if felt damn good.
I'm sure as hell that probably no one is there who listens to my prayers, but today I somehow experienced that it mostly isn't for god but for yourself.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
My Philosophical Diary
ŞiirI guess it's pretty much what the title says. Just be aware that it really just is my diary and is probably gonna bore the shit out of you. Oh and my English is kinda interesting but you'll maybe see.
