Meine Ferienliteratur:
- Ich, Oliver Tate von Joe Dunthorne
- Das Buch der Illusionen & Die New York Trilogie von Paul Auster
- Breakfast of Champions vom Herrn Kurt Vonnegut
- Obsession von Hitomi Kanehara
- Magdala von Kristin Maike Müller
Euch allen wunderschöne freie Tage. Erholt euch, habt Spaß und findet bunte Eier.













You like Kafka and "Alice in Wonderland?" So do I! *Watch* Hihi.
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Sorry. I left my sense of humor at home.
Read my comic version of "Alice in Wonderland" here! [link]
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
You can look at my comic of "Alice in Wonderland," it's in my Gallery. One of the characters is my own version of Kafka, too! XD
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Sorry. I left my sense of humor at home.
Read my comic version of "Alice in Wonderland" here! [link]
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
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Sorry. I left my sense of humor at home.
Read my comic version of "Alice in Wonderland" here! [link]
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(Soapte Sfinte Dezmortite - Poezii Din Transilvania)
Click me: [link]
... Romanian Poetry ...
Ich werd meinem Herren die Grüße gerne ausrichten
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
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(Soapte Sfinte Dezmortite - Poezii Din Transilvania)
Click me: [link]
... Romanian Poetry ...
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
Thanks a lot for
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Was wenn die Welt zerfaellt in Streit und Krieg,
Was wenn das Geld verwelkt und die Zeit verfliegt?
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
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Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief. All kill their inspirations, and sing about their grief. ~U2
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ckeck us out if you want
isi and niels
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ckeck us out if you want
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
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...oh, fare thee well, you wicked world, I'm going to be good
For the leaves are getting greener, and spring is on the way,
and Girls are getting prettier and younger every day
(Silver in the Stubble trad. irish)
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
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I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame
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