Everything-could-happen

Jenni, Twentyeight, Germany. My blog is over 16 fucking years old. In love with music, paintings, books, tattoos, poetry, wandering and photography. „I‘m still here, fighting for my life“..

[m00wd]

A person raised in love and another raised in survival, will never see the world the same way.

—M00wd

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woods.

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Northern lights, oct. 24, Germany.

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One of my favorit times of the year. Autumn. 🍁

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Northern lights, May 2024, Germany.

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Feldberg, Schwarzwald. 2025 📸

[nothingspecialjustasoul]

My biggest mistake was thinking that people care for me as much as I care for them.

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Was ich spüre

ist wie ein endloser Fall,

ungewiss wann er endet.

Was ich spüre

ist wie ertrinken in einer Pfütze,

keine Kraft aufzustehen.

Was ich spüre

ist wie eine schwere Last auf der Brust,

die niemand schafft anzuheben.

Was ich spüre

ist wie Gift was mich innerlich tötet,

kein Gegengift kann helfen.

Was ich spüre

ist wie Glasscherben in der Brusthöhle,

auskotzen unmöglich.

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Ich hasse mich für das was ich spüre,

deshalb fühle ich diese wut.

Weil ich diese wut in mir spüre,

bin ich so verzweifelt.

Deshalb habe ich diese tiefe trauer.

Ich hasse was ich spüre und fühle,

weil ich fühle was ich spüre.

[poems-and-word]

“A person’s a person, no matter how small.”

— Dr. Seuss, Horton Hears a Who! (via books-n-quotes)

[thoughtkick]

“A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.”

— English Proverb (via thoughtkick)

[filmsploitation]

[poems-and-word]

“Sometimes the worst thing that happens to you, the thing you think you can’t survive…it’s the thing that makes you better than you used to be.”

— Jennifer Weiner, Fly Away Home (via books-n-quotes)

[leahberman]

floral shadow

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

“Trust the next chapter because you are the author.”

— Unknown

[schmidtwrites]

the trees

“

he feels their whispers

hushed breaths within

the depths of nature.

hidden behind the sound

of crunched leaves and

gusts of wind.

he knows they talk about him.

they’re watching,

but not out of malice,

more like curiosity.

“will he wander forever?”

“like the others?”

“of course he will,

he’s only human after all.”

he hears their doubts.

are they right?

“only one way to find out.”

he thinks to himself

as he

takes another step forward.

“

/ S. x

[justmarul]