December 2011
47 posts
So go play with your piano
And write a mediocre song
About the shell of mediocrity
And pretend there’s nothing wrong
I never thought
You where a chicken shit
I never thought of you at all
Until you ask me to be part of it
And now you’re showing me your wall
I wouldn’t want you to want
To be wanted by me
I wouldn’t want you to worry
You’d be drowned within my sea
I only...
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But if something hurts me, the hurts I suffered back then come back to me, and...
– Bernhard Schlink, The Reader
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The feeling of guilt that had tortured me in the first weeks gradually faded. I...
– The Reader, Bernhard Schlink
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love can hardly leave the room
with your heart.
– bon iver, michicant
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