Sweet Seals For You, Always
Peter Solarz
blake kathryn
trying on a metaphor
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d e v o n
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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we're not kids anymore.
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taylor price
almost home
will byers stan first human second
Origami Around
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if i look back, i am lost
Sade Olutola
wallacepolsom
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Malaysia
seen from Norway
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Pakistan
seen from Brunei
seen from India
seen from Germany
seen from Germany
seen from Azerbaijan
seen from Italy
seen from Malaysia
seen from Brazil
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from United States
@mulb
Auf einmal ist aus allem Grün im Park man weiß nicht was, ein Etwas, fortgenommen; man fühlt ihn näher an die Fenster kommen und schweigsam sein. [Suddenly, from all the green around you, something-you don't know what-has disappeared; you feel it creeping closer to the window, in total silence.] Rainer Maria Rilke | Vor dem Sommerregen [Before Summer Rain] | aus: Neue Gedichte (1907)
Es spiegeln die verblichenen Tapeten das ungewisse Licht von Nachmittagen, in denen man sich fürchtete als Kind. Rainer Maria Rilke Aus: Neue Gedichte (1907) [....and reflected on the faded tapestries now; the chill, uncertain sunlight of those long childhood hours when you were so afraid]
silence
I am your guilty conscience I am your bad sign I am the poison in your head I am I am your pain I am the dark side of your soul I am your dazzling light I am the one you don't forget I am I am your fight [mulb]
never said
It was not what I wanted.
too much, too little and nothing between
Used to love my country Used to be so young Used to believe that life was The best song ever sung Now only one thing remains But now only one thing remains The brute will to survive And if you still do not know now: It shapes up your whole life
focused on what happens
someone's life
[temporary] found and lost
Ich hasse die Erinnerung und den Selbstbetrug (I hate the memory and the self-deception) [don't do it | ongoing series]
there is a dream. it is not necessarily a nightmare. only sometimes. I am not sure, it is coming again and again and I always see those houses over there. there is something familiar and something really strange and it always leaves the fascinating taste of a dream that I can not forget.
wherever you go. it should not be the same place as usual.
you think I can hear you. [Listen to me baby. Can you keep a secret for me?]
memories [it is hard to believe, that I will never see you again]
cold and dark. more cold. or more dark.
