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kim k once said
everytime when Scott had a big change, he had a bad time after that.
I need to ask myself: Did I often have good or bad times after big changes? And I guess there were so many big changes because I never really had control over them.
So now, when even something little changes in my life, I feel like I have to hold on, not give up control.
Because somewhere inside I feel like I’m in danger. Like everything will fall apart, again.
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türmle im himmel
Ach, wie gern würd ich
in einem Türmchen lebenLicht umhült jede Rundung,
und der Blick reicht so weit,
wie mein Auge es vermagNiemand neben mir
Niemand über mirNur Stille,
die mich lieb umschlingtBaumkronen,
geschmückt mit Elfen,
die leise miteinander flüsternWolken,
die mich auffangenLuft,
die mir das Leben zeigt,prustet mir in mein Gesicht, wenn ich schau aus dem Fensterlein
Ach, wie gern
würd ich im Türmle sein
dem Himmel,ein kleines Stückchen näher
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afterlife
If you truly listen to death and allow it to come close to you, you no longer need intoxication
You no longer need highs
Pain will make you feel alive
Anger will teach you how to feel
Your tears will set you free
Your scream will stay with youA cry into infinity brings the surrender and loss of control that people so often seek through intoxication
The person you love will come close to you
They will hold youLook closely
Let your jaw soften
Your eyes grow heavy
Your body slowly sinks into itselfThe one who can no longer touch you will embrace you
They will hold you and comfort you
They will smile at you and gently place a smile upon your sorrowful lipsLike a baby, you rest safely in the arms of the one who has passed away
Love settles over you like a warm blanket, and a deep warmth fills your entire being
This is your world
Your love
Your universeEverything is okay
Everything will be okay
I love you