i prefer the world in my head: Archive

Jan 19th

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Jan 19th

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Jan 18th

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“The girl raised her eyes to see who was passing by the window and that casual...”

– Love in the Time of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Jan 18th

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Jan 17th

lutka moja

Today we went to my aunts grave. It was such a beautiful day. It was cold and crisp but the sun was shining as bright as it possibly could. All I could think about was what was the weather like a year ago? Was the sun shining? What was the sky doing? Death is such a scary thing and when I think about it too much I completely trip myself out. All I know is my aunt is in a better place and...

Jan 17th

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Jan 16th

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Jan 16th

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01/15

So the hardest part of my trip is over. EVERYONE was at my uncle’s house yesterday. There was a imam there (the leader in the prayer, or we can call him sheikh) and for an hour he prayed for my aunt and others who have passed. It was the most beautiful thing on earth and i’ve never felt so at peace with her passing then in that moment. Im not religious at all but i do pray at the...

Jan 15th

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fuckdat

WTF is with all these pictures about pretend suicide. Like oh look at me i make suicide like artsy and classy wtf get off my dash that shit is whack.

Jan 15th

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Jan 15th

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Jan 15th

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Jan 15th

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ON A LIGHTER NOTE

i can’t wait to go to Amsterdam tomorrow and spark up

Jan 14th

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Jan 14th

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“Late december, harsh winter gave me a cold. You...

It’s 8 am now in tilburg i haven’t slept at all. It’s like when you just know you’re entire day is going to consist of heartache and tears, how can i fall asleep knowing exactly what my day is going to be like. This is why my mom and i came here. My moms sister passed away last january and the house is going to be full of people mourning and praying. I just don’t...

Jan 14th

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In those days there was a kind of feeling of...

I could hardly walk to the end of a street without feeling there was no way to go except back. The dates I’d had that summer had come to nothing, my job was a dead end and the rent cheque was killing me a little more each month. It seemed unlikely that anything could hold much longer. The only question left to ask was what would happen after everything familiar collapsed, but for now the...

Jan 13th

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Jan 13th

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sometimes love is not enough and the road gets...

Jan 13th

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Jan 13th

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tilburg NL

Tilburg is a lovely little town about 1 1/2 hours south of Amsterdam. The centre of Tilburg mainly consists of one main shopping street, a town square and many little restaurants, cafes and bars. Driving around town i would say that the pedestrians and cyclists are the minority here, mainly the cyclists. My great aunts that came from Bosnia are super funny interesting women. They are...

Jan 13th

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“I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.”

– Edgar Allan Poe

Jan 12th

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Jan 12th

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so far

After a long 10 hour flight we have finally arrived in the Netherlands. Words cannot even describe how i feel, well i had a lot of time to think about it on the plane but i just feel at peace. My moms sister (my aunt) passed away suddently last january and that is mostly the reason we are here. It just didn’t seem right to let my uncle and the kids be alone at this time. My great aunts...

Jan 11th