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yuzde kactayim updatei

niyet ettim book clubimin ocak ayindaki kitabini ekim sonuna kadar bitirmeye

i am the first one my bloodline that fancies a dragon, the generational trauma is broken

benim mental bu brutality icin hazir degil o yuzden dnf

gercekten arkadas olmamak icin kactigim her özelliği bulunduran biri bu yazar elimden gelen her seyi yaptim hater olmamak icin ama no girl benlik degil hele ki yakin arkadasinin iliskisi icin dedikleri… umarim kitabin sonunda iyilesiyodur 🌹

not to be hater ama kitap sadece white woman realising black-out drunknees is not quirky and not fun at the age of 30 baya show… beyaz insanlarin yazdigi non fictionlara relate etmek gercekten cok zor

girly pop book of the year

let’s see if me not having internet will break my reading slump 🫣

"Anything you want to do, you can. Hurdles were made to be jumped, glass ceilings were made to be smashed.” She leaned in closer. “But all that can be exhausting, so make sure you take care of yourself, too. There’s great value in the things that bring you joy.”

"I think the only reason I hesitated was— sometimes I get these barriers in my head. And I get anxious about what might happen if I cross them. If I don’t stick to what’s safe."

“So maybe that’s it. Maybe you don’t think someone who looks at you the way I do should care about every part of you. Maybe, before, you stumbled across people who only wanted bits and pieces of you. Never the whole package. Never enough.”

ZAAAAFFIIIRRR the man you are.....

tmm en yoğun en işi olan en aşksız en akademik kadın sensin ya (she is sooo me)

kitap boyunca her azıcık içip hangover olduklarını söylediklerinde shot atsaydım sarhoş bile olmazdım

OFFFFFFFFF bu zengin "supportive" supervizorlerin ama her sey para degil ideal olmak lazım konuşmaları BROOOO do you know geçim derdi?????? çokkkkkk tanidik canım çok sıkıldı nese hiçbir hocaya hiçbir şey borçlu değiliz ya BENI BENIM EMEKLERIM YARATTI sen de bu yolda beni destekledin so win-win!!! (akademik mobbong ptsd talk)

Sex does nothing for me, but maybe this is my kink: being complimented by leading scholars in my field.

nature is healing = slumpimdan cikiyorum ha 🧿🌿

giggling like a high school girl when they mention nick and charlie (like it is not the most expected thing)

My gray apartment into a paradise of realized dreams. But what would it look like exactly? I had no idea.

I knew the sleep was having an effect: I was growing less and less attached to life. If I kept going, I thought, I’d disappear completely, then reappear in some new form. This was my hope. This was the dream.

“Out of curiosity, what are you on?” she wanted to know. “I’ve just been really tired.”

"I wanted to be an artist, but I had no talent", I told her.
"Do you really need talent?"