May 2013
April 2013
Short Story Number One Thousand One Hundred and...
keremmermutlu:
She takes down everything and throws out all the useless and old photos and clothes and memories. And then she stands there and looks at her empty apartment and feels calm again. She doesn’t need anyone or anything apart from some books and a cup of tea and a bed. She stands in all that quiet noise, and she doesn’t want to go anywhere else ever again.