tumblr on late night feels strange. but good. it’s like walking along a dark street in an unknown city, there are neonlit bars to the left and right, and some windows are still lit. you look inside and get a glimpse of strangers and perhaps they look outside and see you standing there out on the street or walking by. it’s cooler to be up at night. daylight crushes the rest of the magic we still have.
well ok, must go to bed now, it’s 4 in the morning. tomorrow the sun will be shining. awesome. yeah.
Spookland - Vorgeschichte
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*Es wäre angebracht, diese Geschichte mit „es war einmal...“ zu beginnen,
wie es in den alten Märchen üblich war. Andererseits könnte dies zynisch
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