January 2010
4 posts
I lace my chucks, I walk the aisle, I take my...
All I hear is what’s playing through the in-flight radio now: every word of every song I ever heard that made me wanna stay is what’s playing through the in-flight radio And I am finally waking up
December 2009
14 posts
your soul's so fragile
I’m scared I might crush it with my bare hands.
Na jedenfalls begann ich grad an der Liebe zu...
(via ultravioletlove)
brauchst keine Angst haben vor der Dunkelheit.
Baby, I hope those tears were meant for me
even when it hurt it was always you who shined
Ich find dich entzückend jedes Mal wenn du sagst,...
it's been a productive day.
ultravioletlove:
I did another photo project with/for a different friend.
I phinally convinced Phil to like Phettes Brot.
Thank you phor doing this. :]
October 2009
13 posts
enough of this madness. sorry.
ultravioletlove:
Baby, you didn’t hack my tumblr. You guessed my password after I basically told you.
I’m not getting into that whole ASkars comparison.
It’s okay, you’re still a genius.
Please don’t grow up.
yeah. stop pretending you didn’t love it. : D
I bought a hairdryer.
so you could visit me.
I'VE GOT INTERNET.
yesyesyes
oh god what was going ON
ultravioletlove:
with all the hot guys at my gym today? not that I’m complaining, but… seriously!
so you’ll be okay without me here ;)
you're so much more to me. these chords are yours...
we're killing time, not doing time, we'll be...
When words become useless, hold her hand.
(via gatekeeper)
remember that first night?
because I remember.
kapi:
Manhattan — Kings Of Leon
September 2009
16 posts
cause I'm feeling like I might need to be near...
I know I smiled and said 'I guess I'll be okay'
rebiesel:
but there were tears in my eyes for a reason.
I know.
I promise.
she
cried that night, because she’s scared of what it’s gonna be like. we both are. but we talked, most all of the night, and when she fell asleep next to me, my shirt and her panties and big warm socks, with a smile on her face, I knew. this is how it’s supposed to be.
an unwritten story.
I want a new start every day. with you.
“Wenn du läufst und springst und läufst
durch die warmen Gassen deiner Stadt...”
– Bosse - Niemand vermisst uns (via selfishjean) <3 (via rebiesel)
she's as good as it gets, she's as good as it...
she kissed me in New York City she held my hand in Tokyo she walked me down to Leicester Square and she found me passed out in Soho she showed me round in Dublin she even followed me to Rome she kept me warm in Warsaw and she always guided me back home.
“That’s why I do this music business thing, it’s communication with...”
– Morrissey
I want the lot of what you got & I want nothing...
August 2009
17 posts
yeah, yeah, 8 years.
rebiesel:
I know, it weirded me out at first, too. for about 2 seconds.
you can look shocked all you want, but what’s 8 years difference, when you love someone. when I look at a person and feel good and loved and happy, if they make me forget all about the upsetting shit that’s going on in school right now, just by taking my hand, if I feel home around someone.
then what is 8 years. I don’t...
all I ask is that you'll be there when I return.
today was so good. we stayed in bed all morning...