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  1. keys/my final project

    May 12

    keys/my final project

    this is the poem i wrote for gender studies class. -tanya ırmak ışık

    4 min
  2. about friendship/read by tanya

    07/14/2025

    about friendship/read by tanya

    i took this script from a tiktok user named @whatsinhernotebook and her name is daniela. this was an really impressive writing for me and i wanted to read it. Friendship is not a lesser love We’re taught to believe that romantic love is the ultimate goal. It’s the storyline in every movie, the climax in every book. Friends are the supporting cast. They’re there to help you find The One, not to be The One. But I don’t buy that. Some of the deepest love I’ve ever felt has been in friendship. I’ve told secrets I’ve never said out loud. I’ve cried in people’s arms. I’ve laughed until I couldn’t breathe. I’ve felt safe, seen, known. And still, I’ve worried that it wasn’t enough. We don’t have a roadmap for lifelong friendship the way we do for romance. There’s no obvious end goal. No marriage. No anniversary. No cultural ritual that says, you made it. That’s why friendships fall apart, because we assume they’ll survive without being watered. But they won’t. Like anything, they need time. They need presence. They need grace. We can choose each other again and again. We can make space for both kinds of love. None of this happens in a vacuum. From the time we’re young, we’re fed the idea that romantic love is the pinnacle of human connection. It’s everywhere, movies, songs, fairy tales, even Instagram captions. Find your other half. Settle down. Build a life. The implication is that until you do, you’re incomplete. Friendship doesn’t get that kind of mythology. No one throws a huge party because you’ve been best friends for seven years. No one tells you to hold on to your friends like your life depends on it. We celebrate engagements and weddings and anniversaries, but friendships, despite being just as complex and enduring, often go unacknowledged.

    3 min
  3. lale müldür/ terra del fuego

    06/13/2024

    lale müldür/ terra del fuego

    lale müldür'ün anemon toplu şiirler kitabından 93. sayfayı okudum

    1 min
  4. zeynep'le mühim meseleler

    01/28/2024

    zeynep'le mühim meseleler

    gizlice ses kaydi aldim umarim beni dava etmezsin

    2 min
  5. for december

    11/26/2023

    for december

    if you’re listening this, if there’s air in your lungs on this December day, then there is still hope for you. Your story is still going. And maybe some things are true for all of us. Perhaps we all relate to pain. Perhaps we all relate to fear and loss and questions. And perhaps we all deserve to be honest, all deserve whatever help we need. Our stories are all so many things: Heavy and light. Beautiful and difficult. Hopeful and uncertain. But our stories aren’t finished yet. There is still time, for things to heal and change and grow. There is still time to be surprised. We are still going, you and I

    1 min
  6. ahlak kurallari

    11/14/2023

    ahlak kurallari

    osamu dazai - öğrenci kız kitabından 21, 22. sayfalar

    2 min
  7. o zaman ben bir siir yazayim

    10/29/2023

    o zaman ben bir siir yazayim

    olum ben neden matematik yapamiyorum

    1 min
  8. 10th grade

    10/12/2023

    10th grade

    its so weird its 4 am right now and i just woke up . ok so, in this dream we're 15 again. august's eating us alive and no one's noticing. we spend the days sleeping on pillows stained with cheap wine and nights on our knees praying to made up gods. im getting sick but idk what that means yet. mom dad have started to sleep separate bedsand my gums bleed every time i say family how many times we have prayed love was enough to fix someone? 10th grade still lives in my bones and it hurts every time i walk. the summer of bubblegum flavoured lips and chapped hands. crying in your moms car and braiding your hair until it looks like a noose around your neck. and the boys always the boys their swiss army knives dissecting pretty girls in parking lots then swallowing them whole. spitting the bones out to chew on later. the summer a friend called me slut for the first time and i forgot how to breath for weeks this is how i remember being young. sitting by the pool at night holding my breath. tiny spiders crawl up my legs to my hands and i close my fists and sit still. mom says let go i try to let go i cant let go idk how to let go no one taught me to let go how do i let go

    2 min
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