Offensichtlich.

Nach wie vor spricht ein Bild mehr als tausend Worte.

Hier also meine Gedanken zu Weihnachten.

Berlin.

It's bad.
It's distracting.
It's eating you alive.

It's the place to be.
If you can't get out of your skin.
If you want to be, who you really are.

I didn't felt like this...
for a long time.

All is just a phase, we're passing trough.
For good or for worse.

Whatever it is...

...don't bother me with it.
I don't really give a shit.

Whenever you know what you want, be my guest.

I'm not looking for friend. Luckily I got enough of them. In case one of them unfortunately dies, I maybe give you a call. But I, in your case, wouldn't count on that.

In other words, screw you.

My old life...

...doesn't exist anyway anymore.

I will not allow you to lecture me.
If you don't like it, then why don't you stop me?
You can't always get what you want.

Love don't live here anymore.

I just want to...

...feel.
Anything.

What if?

What if, there is an absolut instant snatch of distinctness?
About knowing it all? About where to go? Who to be with?
Just knowing it all, instinctly from your inside?

Unable to get it, because of the difficulties life everyday throws in our way?
Well, they say, there is always a catch. I guess they're right.

It doesn't matter who we are underneath.
It’s what we do, that defines us.

Fuck.