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schneespur
Sammelsurium verschiedener Dinge, die eine Spur oder eine Assoziation in mein Gedächtnis gezeichnet haben, seien sie auch so kurzweilig und anfällig wie ein Abdruck im Schnee
“ Nobody knows you.
You don’t know yourself.
And I, who am half in love with you,
What am I in love with?
My own imaginings? D.H. Lawrence (via earlyfrost)
You don’t know yourself.
And I, who am half in love with you,
What am I in love with?
My own imaginings? D.H. Lawrence (via earlyfrost)
(Source: serialstranger, via huong1952)
“ We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
Charles Bukowski (via crachersurvostombes)
(Source: miti-miti, via sereudipity)
“ I think that you have to be able to go back inside yourself and your own world and not get sucked up into ideas of what other people might think of you. People can project many things on you which might not be the truth.
Saskia de Brauw (via girlinlondon)
(Source: vashti, via unicornsareblue)
“ It’s not the load that breaks you down. It’s the way you carry it.
(via seabois)
(via unicornsareblue)
“ I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
Friedrich Nietzsche (via moreofamore)
(Source: freyjageist, via moreofamore)
