Today I found a friend Who knew everything I felt She knew my every weakness And the problems I’ve been dealt She understood my wonders And listened to my dreams She listened to how I felt about life and love And knew what it all means Not once did she interrupt me Or tell me […]
I take seriously what I think thinking. The time I need is never wasted. Being a friend for yourself and treating yourself attentively and regardfully: An absurd thought? No, not at all. The more you love your own decisions, the less you need others to love them. You should really like yourself, because it does not […]
Did not one teach you that I love you, even if you are not always the best? I do not love you for a sportive performance and I do not love you for the award. I do not love you for a good job or money! I love your face when you enjoy it, and […]
The surest way to lose your self-worth is by trying to find it through the eyes of others.
No other one is responsible for your sense of happiness, and you aren’t able to hold another one accountable for your misfortune. Be aware that they can find happiness only for themselves. You can find happiness only for yourself! Take your life into your own hands and program your thoughts, your mind, to happiness. Self-realization is not a dirty […]
I saw the part of you That only when you’re older you will see too You will see too I held the better cards But every stroke of luck has got a bleed through It’s got a bleed through You held the balance of the time That only blindly I could read you But I […]
Bin ich noch ich? Ich ist Ich weil Ich ist wie Ich eben ist. Aber ist Ich noch Ich, wenn Ich wie Du sein versucht? Warum meint Ich dass Ich wie Du sein muss und mag Du Ich noch, wenn Ich nicht mehr Ich ist, oder mag Du sich selbst lieber als Ich? Wie weit geht Ich um ihr […]
In 2014 I made myself a tattoo which still is my most favourite one. I made it because of all the people I met, who would have liked to change me. They did not like me as I am and as I always try to please everybody, I started to dislike me as I was. Continue reading
She had blue skin And so did he. he kept it hid and so did she. They searched for blue their whole life through, then passed right by – and never knew.
Who am I? I am here in this moment thinking about myself. I am a human being and I am thinking out of a body that belongs to me. Isn’t it strange that these two things seem to be separated parts of me while asking me this question?
There comes a time in life, you have the sad feeling that there’s nobody left who cares. Otherwise you have broke or you lose your job or someone died. Not the moments we want to witness. Not the moments that make us happy. Think about it. Think about it twice. These are the moments you […]
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