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A blast of wind blowing through space, icy clean
The only outward sign of crisis was the fact that they were drinking sherry
Why should I take the long road?
It occured to him that nothing was going to happen
His young eyes stored away each play of light
I was never going to be become anything but myself
Leave the house before you find something worth staying in for
A wall has always been the best place to publish your work
He seemed genuinely surprised
I have always tried to avoid pain
You see them when they’re leading up to something
These are good things to look at, but sometimes you don’t see them
All week long he’s looked forward to this day
You try not to remind anybody you’re there
Would you like to go back? It’s completely up to you
I was there but was also everywhere
We’re having a little tension in here today
I could not help but wonder what tomorrow would bring
We sat tensely for a long time, not talking
It is hours to go before you sleep
It made you just want to lay out there and catch rays and think your happy thoughts
I said out loud, as I was supposed to, what I was feeling
He knows, too, that he is only postponing his own death
Time passes, as slow as death
Everything is still for a while
I’ll do all I can do to spare your life
One wrong move and you’re dead
There is no innocence in this city
With no book to read and no one to talk to, he fell asleep on the garden bench
There are benefits to being of small size, after all
I’m just showing you what I did so I don’t have to answer questions later
It’s ridiculous how complicated this is
Go where?
I never know what I’m going to do next
I think you need to talk to somebody
It’s a loop and you gotta do something to get out of it
And the weirder you get the longer you go by yourself
A person’s not supposed to go through life with absolutely nobody
Maybe if they stayed just like this, everything would be okay
It felt like his eyes were looking right at her
He wasn’t angry about going home anymore
Nothing in this life is as easy as that
I need to put some clothes on or have the heat turned up
There was no less old-fashioned way to put it
Alexandra loved whipping along in Nat’s antique Jaguar with its top down
We need to get out and start doing things
I don’t know how long we’ll be staying
It was hot, with a gritty desert wind hard to breathe in
But I think I’d better go lie down before dinner
A half-baked suburban variety of witchcraft
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