I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIn her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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