Comments Posted By helene
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severe damage is what he did to her. damage that wont ever leave her again
» Posted By helene On 05.15.2014 @ 6:46 am
he is the emperor of her heart. ready to take everything down. she fights back. we will see
» Posted By helene On 02.23.2014 @ 11:22 am
my knees look horrible. full of scars and bruises from all the sports and adventures in my life. totally worth it. actually, it has a certain beauty. like wrinkles.
» Posted By helene On 11.14.2013 @ 8:05 am
try to escape the stereotypes. dont be a poor copy of what people think you should be. be yourself, no matter what nationality, looks, identity you might have. stereotypes suck. theyre not worth anything.
» Posted By helene On 11.08.2013 @ 11:47 am
with tousled hair i sit on my desk not knowing what to do. what am i going to do? i want to leave now, but i can’t
» Posted By helene On 09.24.2013 @ 3:59 pm
all the fuss will vapor once you look back. once you look back, beauty is all you’ll see
» Posted By helene On 07.29.2013 @ 11:23 am
he spilled the flour all over the kitchen floor, the shirt, his hands. but still he smiled, bearing in mind the face she was going to make once she saw the cake
» Posted By helene On 04.06.2013 @ 4:43 pm
bagel bagel bagel
they are tasty.
what else could be told? i could try to think of a funny or romantic story where it is “your” favorite food and i go back to “our” bagel place to remind myself of “you”, but seriously
who wants to read that?
» Posted By helene On 04.04.2013 @ 8:21 am
i sometimes fear i smudge the picture some people have made of me
and thats a bloody sad thing
said by someone with apparently no self-esteem at all
even though i know that’s not true
what’s not true?
decide for yourself
» Posted By helene On 04.02.2013 @ 2:34 pm
i’m so restless right now. i want to escape these fabricated faces, this fabricated way, that seems to have been made on the conveyor
» Posted By helene On 04.02.2013 @ 4:45 am
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» Posted By helene On 03.29.2013 @ 3:35 pm
i don’t like to thnik i’m destined to do something
it’s not free
i don’t know
» Posted By helene On 03.27.2013 @ 8:18 am
sometimes i have this incredible fear that this world, these people, these endless calamities will break me
» Posted By helene On 03.26.2013 @ 3:24 am
i don’t like to listen to strangers’ conversations anymore. instead, i’m listening to the leaves in the wind and my feet touching the ground as i walk and walk outside the grey foolish town
» Posted By helene On 03.25.2013 @ 10:01 am
are angels winged?
this is so kitschy
» Posted By helene On 03.22.2013 @ 7:18 am
beware of people who are blind and stupid. they might drag you to their own level. or as nietzsche said: and those who were dancing were thought to be insane by the people who could not hear the music. beware
» Posted By helene On 03.21.2013 @ 4:09 am
there is no eternal
» Posted By helene On 03.18.2013 @ 3:52 pm
covertly, i look at you and i write to you and i don’t know if i’m lying to myself
but that’s not even important
don’t ever look back
» Posted By helene On 03.16.2013 @ 4:57 pm
this seems to derive from the french word ouvert, the adjective from ouvrir, to open. i love languages. they are a beautiful miracle
» Posted By helene On 03.15.2013 @ 3:06 pm
i can blast you with my words but i never notice
i don’t think i’m powerful, meaningful enough to reach you
in that way
» Posted By helene On 03.14.2013 @ 2:48 pm
tales of love tales of hope tales of forgiveness tales of righteousness tales of trust
why are there never tales of loss of pain of distrust of hopelessness
to save us
» Posted By helene On 03.11.2013 @ 2:56 pm
a withered flower lays in front of me.
and i don’t know if that is sad or
» Posted By helene On 03.10.2013 @ 11:23 am
as you go i say something that makes you turn around
the only thing that will ever make you turn around again
i love you
» Posted By helene On 03.09.2013 @ 8:34 am
yesterday i returned some books. that was when i first saw you again after i turned my back on you. after i realized this love was no true love for you but for the picture i had made of you. now your beard has grown, your hair is long and your apartment stinks. it felt like you were broken somehow. running in the wrong direction unable to stop. maybe not even seeing what you are running towards. and i saw your trembling hands when i entered. i saw them when you ate and i saw your trembling hands when we said goodbye. forever?
» Posted By helene On 03.07.2013 @ 4:16 pm
i never see them. most of the time i don’t seem to notice people flirting with me. at the same time, i seem to be unable to send signals, as nobody ever sees them, it feels. now is the question whether i should change or wait for somebody who does.
» Posted By helene On 03.07.2013 @ 2:58 am
we used to go to the bank to feed some sheep and there were those adorable lambs, do you remember? do you also remember the storm we went out into, where our car was almost blown away with us? were we stood on the bank leaning against the wind, screaming because we felt so damn free?
i remember you
and you are on the other side of the globe
do you remember?
» Posted By helene On 03.04.2013 @ 3:54 pm
i still cannot understand this society. where a rapist, being lucky, is sentenced about 3 to 5 years while a copyright pirate is sentenced at least 7 years. what kind of a cruel world is this where abuse, physical and psychological, which is irreparable is less important than the theft of some stupid milliondollar movie?
» Posted By helene On 02.28.2013 @ 5:40 pm
internal bleeding is the kind of bleeding i fear the most. when you can’t see what is happening apart from a bruse or a pale face. it’s like dolorousness. i am so afraid of those
» Posted By helene On 02.26.2013 @ 12:48 pm
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i never know if it’s really me who doesn’t like an embellished house over christmas or only my mom. at the same time, it makes me question what else is really me. and what isn’t
» Posted By helene On 02.24.2013 @ 1:24 pm