Still not tired and it’s 2:30 here in Istanbul. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck I wanna sleep so I can get up early to run.
On a better note; my dad saw my diamond tattoo so I revealed to him the rest of my ink as well as my tongue piercing. And I’m still living at home with all limbs attacked. I don’t understand why he didn’t murder me, but I’m a happy camper.
He didn’t even raise his voice.
Dövmeciklerim bana çok yakışmışmışmış.