Mittwoch, August 21, 2013

that pretty, pretty girl with her nice neat lips




if you run into the eye of the storm
To get round the back
You better hit the floor
'Cause screaming
No, I can't take it
I can't take it


I can't take it anymore
'Til your eyes and your mouth is sore
Doesn't help anyone
Doesn't do any good
But you'd do something else
If you only could

 
 

And I wish I could grow up
Wish I could be well behaved
But every time I look him in the eye
I send him to the grave


And that pretty, pretty girl
With her nice neat lips
With your eyes on her chest
And your hands on her hips

 

This itch, this burn
This pain, this strain
Dealing, turned out
That we don't need to
Help it go away
So that's what
Leaving me
The gift you gave him



I can't take it anymore


Montag, August 19, 2013

what we´ve done | 8

... in the last months
part 8

Dear my faithfully readers,
In the meantime my blog exists for nearly two years.
Lots of thanks for your lovely comments and words to all of my photographes.
I am very pleased to hear that.

Here are some pictures of the last days.


i like eating raspberries and backing cakes.

awaking in the morning. 
i saw a fog bank in the sky

along here,
down by the riverbed.


by the river the cycle rested to overcome fatigue.

i observed seagulls by the water
 

I made delicate set custard with raspberries. Yum yum!

My dear did the photo at his grandma´s house
 

 and we spent time in the wood near my parents house.

my 8 years old rabbit died in the last month.

Behind the scenes:
 1| down by the river
2| my first analogous camera: Canon Eos 2000
3| my second analogous camera: wonderful Praktika L
4| my digital camera: Nikon D80


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i love eating this amazing berries

Thank you very much!

Samstag, August 17, 2013

i wish you were here



Ein sehr später, naja eher, ein sehr früher Post am heutigem Tag. 
Als ich vorhin ins Bett gehen wollte, konnte ich nicht schlafen.
Es ist schon komisch. Sobald man zusammen wohnt ist es seltsam, eine Nacht ohne die Person zu verbringen.

Ich wünschte du wärst hier  ♥


I wish I was your favourite girl,
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile,
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.

  

  wish that without me your heart would break,
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.