(Source: welcomedowntherabbithole)
(Source: welcomedowntherabbithole)
Alle Welt ist voll Wind.
Der Herbst fällt von den Bäumen.
Wir sind
In Träumen.
Der erste weisse Schnee …
Wer auf ihn tritt, tritt ihn zu Dreck.
Ich sehe weg,
Weil ich mein Herz seh.
Außer ihr wirkt alles ringsherum so ungewohnt. Sie fliegt so weit sie kann, doch an der Decke kommt sie an.
(Source: pixandgiggles)
Come on with me, we’ll have a little bit of fun, it’s not too dangerous and we won’t hurt anyone. We’ll cause some havoc between the birds and the bees and we’ll paint the town red and we’ll shake the trees. Come on with me and I’ll show you a good time, all you have to do, is a jump and a climb, and I’ll take you over to the other side of town, where there’s so much to do… and nobody wears a crown.
Youth was the time for happiness, its only season; young people, leading a lazy, carefree life, partially occupied by scarcely absorbing studies, were able to devote themselves unlimitedly to the liberated exultation of their bodies. They could play, dance, love, and multiply their pleasures. They could leave a party, in the early hours of the morning, in the company of sexual partners they had chosen, and contemplate the dreary line of employees going to work. They were the salt of the earth, and everything was given to them, everything was permitted for them, everything was possible.