You make wanna measure stars in the backyardwith a calculator and a ruler baby.
I found a letter that describes how the moonlight
will lead me to the distant place that you will be.
those past days have been a crazy whirlwind of messy hair, too many cigarettes and a touch of late night drama.
it's the week before the new semester and while being busier than ever doing course work and working on last-minute projects I managed to provide myself with that kind of delicious trouble that despite being the most unreasonable thing is somewhat irresistible.
when the going gets rough I have this tendency of completely shutting out what gets too close to me, I just kind of replace my own thoughts with absorbing texts, early morning swimming and developing a serious interest in arthouse-movies.
I guess I have read a remarkable amount of books out of pure denial.
while I have a feeling freud and the likes would seriously tell me off for this method of self-healing it has always worked for me so far. if not I can still be angelina jolie in 'girl, interrupted'.
talking escapism: I am currently packing my bags to get out of this town for some days to spend some time with the family.
organized easter egg hunts, my grandma's beautiful house in the middle of an idyllic nowhere and the upcoming defloration of a stack of untouched books.
can you tell I'm thrilled?
here's to leaving reality behind.
happy easter to all of you!
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