Nights were made for broken hearts.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSilent lips speak the deepest truths.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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