Herbst genießen. Ela vermissen, weil sie wieder in Weit-Weg ist. Tee trinken, lesen, einkuscheln. Spaziergänge durch den Herbstwald, matschig und trocken. Das letzte Mal Molly schwimmen lassen, wird ja langsam doch zu kalt. Jetzt schon Vorfreude auf Weihnachten und das danach absehbare Ende des Semesters. Ja, es hat doch erst gestern wieder angefangen. Eine Menge TwentyOnePilots. Von der Ferne und fremden Ländern träumen. Sich nach neuen Abenteuern und Gesichtern sehnen. Viel Post-Concert-Depression. Aber letztendlich doch: den Herbst genießen.
2013/10/15
2013/07/31
2013/07/26
“I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.”
- unknown
2013/07/18
Hallo, hallo? Was ist denn da los? Zwei Posts in unter einer Woche? Sie muss doch krank sein!
Tatsächlich, richtig gesehen. Aber krank bin ich nicht. Nur in Ablenkungslaune. Heute habe ich schon gebacken und verziert. Wäsche gemacht und gespült. Geduscht bin ich dennoch noch nicht.
Ich mag das momentan abends mit Kerzenlicht zu duschen und mich bettfein zu machen. Irgendwie gemütlich und entspannend. Und weil das auch immer so schön aussieht, wollte ich das ein bisschen fotografieren. Ist nicht ganz so geworden, wie ich es wollte. Aber was soll's!
Heute mache ich mir einen schönen Tag und heute Abend bekomme ich meinen ganz eigenen Dublin-Abend! Ich freue mich! Und bald wird hier auch das ein oder andere Bild aus unserem Urlaub auftauchen.
Jetzt ist die erste Seite der Platte zu Ende. Macht Euch einen schönen Sonnentag und gönnt Euch was!
And I'm gonna ask you again: Who's happy to be alive today?
And I'm gonna ask you again: Who's happy to be alive today?
2013/07/16
Cocktails; Grillen; lange Sommerabende
Kerzen und Blumen im Garten
neue kleine Freunde
träumen und Zukunftsträume ausmalen; statt mich in der Realität aufzuhalten
Lachen bis sich Bauch-, Gesichts- und Rückenschmerzen einstellen
Autosessions mit meinem anderen Oberfuchs
Freunde wieder in die Arme schließen {das muss viel öfter sein!}
alte Traditionen aufleben lassen {ebenso!}
Möhrchen-Merlin und Schnatterela
Schwimmen mit Molly
twenty one pilots; Hoodie Allen; Sammy Adams
{at the moment} me no likey:
Hitze im Bus
Uni und Klausuren und Hausarbeiten
Sonnenbrand {weil ultra-helle Haut}
zu viel in Erinnerungen schwelgen
ideenlos und unkreativ sein
2013/05/19
2013/05/17
One - If I could, I would nail these hands to the edges of
stars I would sacrifice this body to the sky hoping to resurrect that
someone spiteful enough to not care about you anymore
Two - Staple me to a cross, pierce my side with a broken promise
and I will bleed all the crippled reasons why you deserve one more chance
Three - Loving you was the last thing I that felt really good at
Four - You want to know how I got these scars? Well, I ripped every
last piece of you out of my smile
Five - I whispered you stardust!
Six - I spoke you into sunflowers!
Seven - I dipped my hands in forever, I touched you infinity,
treated you as if you were the last molecule of oxygen inside of a gas chamber,
I was good to you
Eight - You want to know how I got these scars? I swallowed my
pride, and then it clawed it’s way out of my mouth
Nine- I realized, that I was never really your boyfriend, I was your
hype man
Ten - Hope your next boyfriend gets small pox
Ten - Yes, I said small pox!
Ten - I hate you!
Ten - But I miss you!
Ten- And I still love you!
Ten - I still love you!
Ten - I still love you!
It’s hard for me to count, when I get emotional,
Ten - I heard that 90% of human interaction is non-verbal, so…
Ten - If I could, I would tie your arms to a daydream and auction
you off to my fondest memory
To the random dude who started dating my ex-girlfriend 2 days after we
broke up, yes, I saw that shit on Facebook
Now, when I realized, that you were in a relationship with a girl I
thought I would spend the rest of my life with, I walked outside and said to
myself “There’s no way Ashton Kutcher will catch me off guard” I waited 45
minutes
But I guess, I’m the only practical joke in this situation
One - The first time I saw you and her in a
picture, I wanted to take my entire arm, shove it inside of the computer, and
snatch the happiness right off of your face
Two - If I ever see you in the
street, I’m probably going to punch you in the throat
Three - I apologize in advance, I know that it makes no sense to
have this much anger toward a man that I never met face to face, but my
definition of love is being robbed in an alley 8 times in a row and hoping that
something about today that makes all of this different, there is nothing
logical about cutting off the most important parts of yourself and putting them
inside hands that shake, that tremble and crack like a Haitian sidewalk
Four - There is nothing rational about love, love stutters when it
gets nervous, love trips over it’s own shoe laces, love is clumsy and my heart
refuses to wear a helmet
Five - Cupid is irresponsible, and I’m tired of them using me for
target practice
Six - I was told, time heals all wounds, but what exactly do you do
on days when it feels like the hands on your clock have arthritis?
Seven - She always wore her heart on her sleeve, so tell me, why
the hell do you look so familiar?
Eight - I think I’ve seen you somewhere in her smile, like I heard
your voice in her laughter, I bet if we dusted her heart for finger-prints we
would only find yours
Nine - I have this envelope, it’s full of all the butterflies that
I felt the first time she relaxed the velcro on her lips and smiled in my
direction, most of them are still alive, I guess these belong to you too
- Rudy Francisco; Scars/To the New Boyfriend
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