8.2.19



keine ahnung wie viele insekten sich die letzten minuten seit ich vorm compi hocke in meinem tee versenkt haben aber es dürften schon so viele sein dass es so sein wird als würde ich keine flüssigkeit trinken sondern schlamm zu mir nehmen lol skal

lila, late night@tumblr
go to bed



3.2.19

a girl like a feather

all that glitters
and all that hurts
is sacred, so it seems....

 
grey sparkles were dancing in your eyes as you smiled
in this moment i loved you beyond measure
when death sparkled in your eyes
in the hours of twilight and dusk
you stepped out into gardens of sadness and joy
hidden in shadows i watched you leave
you were always so happy to loose yourself
you were always so happy to vanish
the body slays the soul you once said,
it should be the other way round


rain poured down
when i saw you for the last time
you walked on the other side of the street 
when i called out for you
you turned and smiled
i missed you without measure and i miss you still
you were always so happy to loose yourself,
you were always so happy to vanish...