Yes! Neues Kapitel für :You And Your Perfect Life: beinahe fertig :D
Werde es gleich mal hochladen. Oh diese Hochstimmung, nachdem amn endlich mal wieder was sinnvolles geschaft hat :D
auch frösche brauchen mal nen regenschirm;-)
So habe ich mich gerade auch gefühlt. Regen am Niederrhein. Yay! :)
Nicht wenn man mit dem Fahrrad da durch muss…
Ich bin der Geist, der stets verneint
Und das mit Recht
Denn alles was entsteht
Ist wert, dass es zu Grunde geht
Drum besser wär’s
Wenn nichts entstünde
So ist denn alles was ihr Sünde,
Zerstörung, kurz das Böse nennt
Mein eigentliches Element
Und das mit Recht
Denn alles was entsteht
Ist wert, dass es zu Grunde geht
Drum besser wär’s
Wenn nichts entstünde
So ist denn alles was ihr Sünde,
Zerstörung, kurz das Böse nennt
Mein eigentliches Element
“
| — | Faust - Goethe |
I think tumblr should buy a country so all of us can relocate there permanently. It’ll have nation-wide free wireless internet. We can live in houses according to blog categories/fandoms and we’ll stalk the good looking people on tumblr from an awkward distance. The only foods on our diet will be pizza and nutella. And we’ll all have a gazillion cats who dance. Of course, a HP Marathon once a week with the regular Misfits and Spongebob. Unicorns will be our chosen form of transportation. At tumblrland, we’ll embrace each others’ awkwardness and best of all, our humors will finally be properly appreciated. And we’ll all be forever alone, together.
along with Michael Jackson themed parties
beauty.
Ein Leben beginnt gewöhnlich mit der Geburt - meins nicht.
“
| — | Walter Moers, Die 13 1/2 Leben des Käpt’n Blaubär. Die halben Lebenserinnerungen eines Seebären |
“And you didn’t tell us this earlier because…?”
“Because Madam, how do you find the right words to describe the night someone stole your soul and sold you a bottle of broken dreams instead?”
“
And I’ll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there’s sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sandcastles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every wave drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask god the question, “Is everyone here make believe?”
With a tear in His voice, He said, “Son, that’s the question.
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
Just waiting for proof that there’s sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sandcastles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every wave drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask god the question, “Is everyone here make believe?”
With a tear in His voice, He said, “Son, that’s the question.
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
“
| — | Mayday Parade |
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I woud spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I woud spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
“
| — | William Butler Yeats |
Hallelujah Cover (von justinrobinett) Ich wünsche euch allen ein Frohes neues Jahr! Behaltet das alte in guter Erinnerung und vergesst nicht: 2012 wird unser Jahr! :)
