Früher war alles besser, sogar die Beschimpfungen.
Schlagwort: Nostalgie
Sit.
Trying to play together somehow,
I'm wasting my life, you're changing the world
The Cardigans: I Need Some Fine Wine And You, You Need To Be Nicer
Cobbled streets and broken Windows.
I’ve got a fire and it burns in me, it takes me back to the very day I was with you there.
Öfter als an die schlechte neue.
Okay natürlich denk' ich manchmal an die gute alte Zeit.
Too High.
Is there a way to get back the naivety, the innocence, the wine, the confidence, the longing, the first time reading a philosophy paper, the chaos and the second-hand couches of those nights?