Mittwoch, 7. Dezember 2011

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abgeschabter parkettboden zieht sich dräge und bewegungslos durch meine zeit

Dienstag, 6. Dezember 2011





Be together but alone




Sonntag, 4. Dezember 2011



Words fail me all the time I don’t even feel like talking





it took four hours today until i finally found the courage to get out off bed
feeling terrible, i just grabed the rest of my mother's birthday cake and some half empty mouldy champagne bottles
went back to bed, read huxley's brave new world and listened to the radio dept.
for the rest of the day
i don't really find any sense in doing anything else



Freitag, 2. Dezember 2011



Kinder Blumen