Berlin’s getting dark before it’s getting late.
My mind is killing me”— The Glass Child, Stuck In My Mind
If I stay close to the sea, I will go on well.
I’m here”.It was a beautiful night.
It will not always be easy, but it will always be beautiful.
I will find comfort in the rhythm of the sea.
When you forget about the how, go back to the why.
You must make love to him like his touch is your salvation.
Dear me, one day I’ll make you proud.
What is this thing? trading passions for a tiny bit of acceptance.
I didn’t do music to live; I lived so that I could do music.
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