- Melchior: It's as if the whole world is mesmerized by penis and vagina!
- Moritz: I am.
That’s how I felt… haha:)
every other day,
blue wind gets so sad
running through the thick corn
through the bales of hay
through the open books on the grass;
spring and summer” —Ilse: Spring Awakening (via alittleboyandhisbear)
God, is this it? This can’t be it…
Oh God, what a bitch.
Every other day
Blue wind gets so sad
Blowing through the thick corn
Through the bales of hay
Through the open books on the grass
Spring and summer…” —Don’t Do Sadness/Blue Wind, Spring Awakening (via girlonthefireescape)
tough question for me but Ilse. I think her storie’s a lot more deeper and would love to see more into it.
And now our bodies are the guilty ones
And color the hours
Night won’t breathe
Oh how we
Fall into silence from the sky
And whisper some silver reply…