We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThere’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe all need more solitude sundays.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt takes effort to make it to forever.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSpring is poetry poured into nature.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNA lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNEvery drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNOne thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNAugust died but summer lived on with your kiss.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSummer left me like an almost lover.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThe scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNDon’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNShe loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANN