but now I'm
fucking shattered
Montag, 31. August 2015
Sonntag, 23. August 2015
we were born that way
Grab my hand. We're running someplace there
aren't ghosts in our tea
or seaweed at our feet
and we're not sinking up to our necks in the names of people
that we can't repeat.
We're getting out of here
even if we have to rip our way out with what's left of our teeth.
We're running, okay, we're gonna pack our shitty lives into a shitty suitcase with shitty folding.
Time is a storm in which we are all lost
Nach 5 Wochen Reisen kam eine Menge an Bilder zusammen! Diesen ganzen Bilderhaufen muss ich erst noch sortieren, bevor man damit irgendwas anfangen kann, aber das wird hoffentlich sehr bald sein.
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