Dienstag, 14. August 2012


So chin up, put your shoulders back, walk proud, strut a little.
Don't lick your wounds. Celebrate them.
The scars you bear are the sign of a competitor.
You're in a lion's fight.
Just because you didn't win doesn't mean you don't know how to roar.

Montag, 16. Juli 2012

you son of a gun!

"The good times and the bad times both will pass. It will pass. It will get easier. But the fact that it will get easier does not mean that it doesn’t hurt now. And when people try to minimize your pain they are doing you a disservice. And when you try to minimize your own pain you’re doing yourself a disservice. Don’t do that. The truth is that it hurts because it’s real. It hurts because it mattered. And that’s an important thing to acknowledge to yourself. But that doesn’t mean that it won’t end, that it won’t get better. Because it will."

Samstag, 16. Juni 2012

you could be my hero.

Dear Parents.
Jasmine was in a relationship with a dirty homeless boy named Aladdin.
Snow White lived alone with 7 men.
Pinocchio was a liar.
Robin Hood was a thief.
Tarzan walked around without clothes on.
A stranger kissed sleeping beauty and she married him.
Cinderella lied and snuck out at night to attend a party.
You can't blame us. We were taught to rebel since a young age.

Dienstag, 12. Juni 2012

Donnerstag, 31. Mai 2012

It doesn't take much.

She did not need much, wanted very little.
A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.

Samstag, 26. Mai 2012

allein, allein

I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone, it gives me time to think and set my mind free.
I like eating alone and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. T
he sky is beautiful, but the people are sad.
I just need someone who won’t run away.

Donnerstag, 17. Mai 2012

ah la la la la long

that feeling
when a song you haven’t heard in ages
comes on and you know every single word in the chorus

Dienstag, 1. Mai 2012

Looking out for him. Over and over again.

There he was. The man of my dreams. Nr. 37.
Over and over again I'm looking out for the man of my dreams.
Over and over again I'm disappointed because he's not the one I was looking for. Not the one who's compatible with me. Not the match to my own weirdness.
I fall in love so quickly. Our eyes meet and right after I feel my heart beating faster.
Yeah, it needs a little talk, some eyes meeting and I'm falling for the guy.
Maybe this time it works out. Maybe not.
Let's hope for the best.
I want my fairytale. I deserve it.

Freitag, 20. April 2012

Save me.

"Was wenn der schöne Prinz nie aufgetaucht wäre? Hätte Schneewittchen ewig in dem gläsernen Sarg geschlafen? Oder wäre sie irgendwann aufgewacht, hätte den Apfel ausgespuckt, sich einen Job und eine Krankenversicherng gesucht und sich ein Baby von einer Samenbank in ihrer Nähe zugehelgt?
Ich kam nicht um die Frage herum: Steckte in jeder selbstbewussten, ehrgeizigen Singlefrau nicht doch eine zarte, zerbrechliche Prinzessin, die darauf wartete gerettet zu werden? Hatte Charlotte Recht? Wollen Frauen einfach nur gerettet werden?"

Carrie Bradshaw

Dienstag, 3. April 2012

Someday we'll know.

“When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were things like astronaut, president, or in my case… princess.

When we were ten, they asked again and we answered – rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we’ve grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how ’bout this: who the hell knows?!

This isn’t the time to make hard and fast decisions, its the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love – a lot. Major in philosophy ’cause there’s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.

So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won’t have to guess. We’ll know.”

Sonntag, 18. März 2012

seeking for something I don't even know

und dann sitze ich hier, close to tears.
eine innere traurigkeit, ein nicht-angekommen-sein, longing for something I can't describe.
wo bist du? who am I?
das alleine-sein geniessen, but still alone.
ich warte. is there something more?