Nights were made for broken hearts.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNHe was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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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 all need more solitude sundays.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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Open your heart to life before summer is over.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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