Masken

Wir alle tragen Masken,
und es kommt der Zeitpunkt,
an dem wir sie nicht mehr abnehmen können,
ohne dabei Stücke unserer Haut mit abzutrennen.

Andre Berthiaume

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I’m not sure

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Robert Frost – Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

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Clockwork Orange

“It’s funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen.”

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Zugezogen Maskulin – Schiffbruch

Wir alle sind verrückt, nur manche können’s besser verstecken.

[..]

Und am 23. kehren wir zu unseren Eltern zurück
Und erzählen ihnen Lügen aus der Welt des Großstadtglücks
Verschweigen ihnen den Zweifel, greifen zu bei den Kartoffeln
Nacht zum 2. Weihnachtstag – Dorfdisko besoffen
Und dann hoffen, dass es klappt, mit der Liebe, den Projekten
Angst vorm Mittelmaß, unbefriedigt, unperfekt

Porno-Gifs, Konfetti-Regen und bedingungslose Liebe
Alles verschwindet zwischen miesen Perspektiven und steigender Miete

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Spieglein, Spieglein

“Spieglein, Spieglein an der Wand, wer ist die Schönste im ganzen Land?”
Mein Spiegel würde nach seinem Lachkrampf wahrscheinlich nur sagen:
“Geh mal zur Seite du fette Kuh! Ich seh ja gar nichts!”

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Horribly Limited

I can never read all the books I want;
I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want.
I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want?
I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
And I am horribly limited.

(The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)

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Limp Bizkit – Boiler

i used to be alive
now i feel pathetic and now i get it

What’s done is done
You just leave it alone
And don’t regret it
Sometimes, some things turn into dumb things

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Abgrund

Gestern standen wir noch am Abgrund,
heute sind wir einen Schritt weiter!

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Being Naked

“It’s easy to take off your clothes and have sex.
People do it all the time.

But opening up your soul to someone,
letting them into your spirit, thoughts, fears, future, hopes, dreams…

– that is being naked.”

(Rob Bell)

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You think you have time.

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Through the Looking Glass

`I can’t believe that!’ said Alice.

`Can’t you?’ the Queen said in a pitying tone. `Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.’

Alice laughed. `There’s not use trying,’ she said: `one can’t believe impossible things.’

`I daresay you haven’t had much practice,’ said the Queen. `When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. There goes the shawl again!’

(Chapter Five: Wool and Water)

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