Rialto 

Berlin sunrise, 2012

Best advice you can get going into adulthood is don’t trust anyone who talks down to janitors, trashmen,maids etc

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Don’t we all live to be loved? On worst days, to be loved by your self.

The night was young but I only had you for that moment. Your hands occassionally found mine when it’s not on the steering wheel, I loved it. Some days that memory make me sad, tonight it made me smile. Probably because for that moment I knew you were mine. At least for almost an hour you were mine, and I was yours, not to keep but to remember for the rest of our lives.

I know you’re happy where you are, I am as well. Glad I didn’t drag you into my messy life. I wanted you to remember me as you saw me. For the last time. It was me. All me. All my fault. Sorry.

The perfect night

i just want a kinder world than this

i dreamt of him, that he was all over me, that he was saving me

oh, that smile and those deep, deep jet black eyes

i wish i had said yes to that music festival date

wish i protested when he assumed I wasn’t the type