Little did we know those little things could change the world

I just want to take the time to sincerely say thank you. Thank you to those people who are so brave speaking up about the things they believe in and always find the time to fight for it. You are speaking for those people who are too afraid to be heard (or the ones whom the whole world ignored). Thank you to those people who have to pretend that they have their shit together even when they feel like it’s obvious that the whole word knows they are faking it. No they don’t. And it’s okay. You’ll get to where you’re heading to. Just hold on a little longer. You have no idea how close you are to your destination. Thank you to all those people who have to say goodbye from the thing they call ‘home’. I’m really sorry that the only thing you remember about being home is how it ended. You know there are some things you have to sacrifice to reach those dreams. Even your little brother’s age. I’m really sorry. Thank you for being strong despite of those homesick feelings that kill you every night. You’ll get used to it. You are making a history.

Thank you to all those people who shared their worst experience just because they don’t want other people to suffer in the same thing. You are a hero. Thank you to those people who smile at strangers even when they don’t feel like it that day. You are making such a memorable impression to their souls. It’ll never be forgotten. You are an angel. And the most important thing – I want to thank you. How could I forget about you? In the world full of madness – thank you for being soft. Thank you for being kind. Thank you for being brave – even if all you did today was waking up from your bed, you should know that not everyone can do that.

Thank you, my friend. You make me believe in that little spark. Again and again. And I’m so thankful for you.


5 years.. still counting!

June, 3rd 2016.

“Beautiful, isn’t it? This is what you’re going to see in the next few minutes.
It’s around us, every day.
This beauty. If only we had the time to notice more of everything around us other than all the school-tiring things, projects, exams, and stuff that the teachers gave us. For the good of course.
But it’s still sad how we don’t have so much time to thank god about how beautiful this earth is.
I bet you’re confused why I decided to show you these things.
For me, personally, I love seeing these kind of things.
Like the videos of how the sun rises, birds singing, leaves fall down, the beautiful lilac skies, and even snowflakes.
I love seeing infinities, you know? I mean, if people go out every night and see the stars above, maybe there is no such thing as sadness anymore. Because people will realize that there are other things, bigger things than us and that our problem is just a very small thing, smallest thing that you could ever worry about.
But…. it’s been seventeen years that we’ve learnt that, every beauty has its own price.
As we grow up, we know that monsters don’t exist below our beds. They’re inside us. And that’s what we call people.
We’ve seen that all.
The selfishness they hide beneath the decay skin, the kindness they give when cameras are watching, or that time when we worked harder but we know how people with much money just sit on their asses.
Trust me, we knew a lot more than that.
But I guess we shouldn’t worry.
Because it’s people like us who know exactly our own roads.
If you ask me why, maybe I should say that, because we’re real, we’re honest, and we do something for what we want.
And that we shouldn’t worry of all those failures, because no, not yet. Not yet, but soon it’s our time.

We are seventeen and shattered and still dancing. We have messy, throbbing hearts, and we are stronger than anyone could ever know.

When We Collided, Emery Lord

May the next few months be a period of magnificent transformation for both of us ♡ ♡ ♡

“In bright white snow, when everything sleeps.

And hope has left you lonely.

When all you ever remember about summer is how it ended.

I send hope back to you, wherever you are.

I hope you remember all the people you still have time to be.

I hope the little things in your life inspire you to do big things with it.

I hope you remember that summer comes every year and that the sun, is still sweet.

I hope you learn to hope again.

I, still, hope.”

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