Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
What remains in the end? It’s just an idea of mortality when sun-sets to your skin
The Sunny side of the Moon:
Don't Piss on my Boots and Tell me it's Raining
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
The ever-changing beauty of the tidelands
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
Everything is constantly changing and you with it. If not, then you should ask yourself whether you are still alive or not.
The Sunny side of the Moon:
The Magic of Film Development
stubborndonkey:
Childhood is our common Motherland
The Sunny side of the Moon:
The Fish that climbed A Mountain
The Sunny side of the Moon:
The Art of Fart
stubborndonkey:
Deadly Smile
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
greenlight for liberation
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
„My beloved child, …“
The Sunny side of the Moon:
No peace of mind can be achieved if the most important piece is missing
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
Many people spend their whole lives fishing for the pot of gold without realising that it is not gold they are looking for.
The Sunny side of the Moon:
The Landscapegoat
stubborndonkey:
Here,Over the Rainbow
The Sunny side of the Moon:
Life Through A Screen
stubborndonkey:
The Beauty of Simple Things
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
The more I learned about colours, the more I learned to appreciate black and white
The Sunny side of the Moon:
DOG is GOD Spelled Backwards
stubborndonkey:
Strange Encounters of the Beer Kind
The Sunny side of the Moon:
“We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.”
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
Lonely birds are the last to fly, the happy ones are the first to fall. But..
stubborndonkey:
It's not that i fear what the future may bring. I'm simply afraid of those who claim that they will bring the future for me
The Sunny side of the Moon:
The Shadow of a blurry Dream
stubborndonkey:
New sight from an old window
The Sunny side of the Moon:
Narrow View
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
Widerstand (resistance)
The Sunny side of the Moon:
Wade in the Water
Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
"We don't stop playing when we grow old, we grow old when we stop playing."
stubborndonkey:
Metropolis
