Take a bite

Ever wanted to taste my view on the strange, odd, miraculous phenomenon called life?

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reblog if u have big beautiful brown eyes and are struggling with the concept of capitalism

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There is nothing left to say.

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Isn't this a piece of beauty? Stripes, a bare back, a minimalistic collar... This would exactly be a dress to wear when there is nothing else to do but sitting next to a pool with a fancy pair of glasses, drinking healthy lemonade and catching some wind that's passing by.

Oh, how I love to fantasize about summer.

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Have you ever felt like a cat? I have.

It's not like I feel soft and purry and flexible or other elegant features cats may have. No, I've got days when I feel like a clumpsy, fat, animal who isn't able to fit in a box and topples instead. And yes, this box even happens to have six happy rabbits drawn on the sides.

Just joking, I'm a caterpillar.

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All your friends have weird names

One and only friend who doesn't 

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Have you ever experienced the first time you were completely independent when being able to control a car on your own and therefore being able to go wherever you want whenever you want with whoever you want? I haven’t.

Though I do have a bike. And until I am old and qualified enough to experience the road of freedom, I’ll need to be satisfied with my bike which also is, to be honest, more aesthetic than a car will ever be. 

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I'm starting to get a fear of heights. Probably because I need to stay 'above' more and more people lately.

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This perfectly describes how I've been trying to organise my life. I have always aimed on having my thoughts and feelings clear and neat. But after seeing these pictures, I'm so happy it never worked out. Organized, tight rows of trees sort of freaks me out. Beside the clear structure there is nothing left. And when something differs, when something fails, the entire picture would fall apart. 

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Having a blog doesn’t make me a blogger. I’m sorry.

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I need time. Time to make music, time to sleep, time to shop, to work, to be social, to have driving lessons and time to keep up with tumblr. My time is spend unfair, my time is spend inconvenient. I really need this time.

Right.

Now. 

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I am a student. And most students have the same sort of weakness: postponement behavior. If this could be called an illness, I would have the worst kind. Tonight I will have to pay for this, this night will know no mercy to my sleepy eyes, my tired brain and my nodding head. Tonight I will, again, promise myself never ever to postpone whatever in my life. And after tonight, I won’t remember any of this.

I think I’ll have to reward myself when I finish things on time. Maybe this piece of beauty will help me through the night.

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My mom signed up for Facebook a few weeks ago. She made me laugh because of her lack of knowlegde about it.

I just got Tumblr. 

I can feel her pain.

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Upcoming summer I’m going to Sziget, a festival in Budapest, with eight other young and twirling girls. I already imagine how we will look like. Demin shorts, leather boots, loose tops and, most importantly, feathers! Yes, this summer I’m going to be an Indian.

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Peter, can I go back home? I flew here under false pretense I thought it would be fun But the lost boys have all moved away And one of them's locked up I know you think you're still a child But I couldn't give a fuck You're twenty-one

- Daughter, Peter

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“Settling into a new country is like getting used to a new pair of shoes. At first they pinch a little, but you like the way they look, so you carry on. The longer you have them, the more comfortable they become. Until one day without realizing it you reach a glorious plateau. Wearing those shoes is like wearing no shoes at all. The more scuffed they get, the more you love them and the more you can't imagine life without them.” 

― Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights

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I have recently been wandering around blogs and I came across a really pretty young lady wearing a cape seemingly made of snow. It made me think about how something, usually cold, can keep a body warm. And as I was wandering around blogs, my mind wandered off to thoughts about phenomena who are having similar properties. 

Sadness, it is supposed to be something you want to avoid but now and then we are actually longing for a heavy heart. Are we pretending ourselves, thinking we are searching for happiness when in fact we are looking for sorrow? 

But during my philosophy session I stumbled on a recognizable picture. And my mind was focused again on the beauty of this coat.