February 2012
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“Everyone hides who they are at least some of their time. Sometimes you bury that...”
– (via itwastheperfectstorm)
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I love it.
“I just know there’s something dark in me and I hide it. I certainly don’t talk about it, but it’s there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he’s driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don’t fight him, I don’t want to. He’s all I’ve got. Nothing else could love me, not even… especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because...
Kiss me hard before you go.
I know if I go, I’ll die happy tonight. I think I’ll miss you forever like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies. Late is better than never.
Even if I’m gone I’m gonna drive, drive.
I’ve got that summertime, summertime sadness.
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The worst things in life come free to us.
Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem Lying to...
Ich schwebe nun, lebe nun über den Dingen und keiner kann was dagegen tun. Lebe gut, alte Welt schäme dich nicht, vergiss das alte, gläserne Ich. Zeit zum Vergeben, jeder von uns ist Kunst gezeichnet vom Leben.
