At the east side of Berlin, behind the grand Soviet-style boulevards and ornamental facades, many facilities built during the GDR are now getting old – and not always with dignity. 341 more words
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Hanging-on by a thread on Cleveland’s Lexington Avenue– an old farmhouse built and lived-in in the mid to late 1850’s by accomplished shipbuilder, and land owner, Luther Moses. 440 more words
Paper Mill — New Hampshire
“The Girl can’t help it if she was born to please (She can’t help it, the girl can’t help it); And if I go to her on bended knees (She can’t help it, the girl can’t help it); Won’t you kindly be aware, that I can’t help it, I can’t help it…” — Bobby Troup… 13 more words
Expedition in the Middle of Nowhere.
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I should of known that you are never wrong… I should of believed your notso ambiguous hints… You are always right and yet this time I thought it might be different… That somehow you have it all wrong… That you didn’t know; that fate might side with my dreams and not with your certainty… For why else dangle this opportunity right infront of my eyes… Why else give me the first glimpses of what happiness is about… What cruel sense of humor does destiny have to tempt me into joy only to snatch it away before I have a chance to taste it… What sort of fool does this make me… Knowing as I do that you are always right, and ignoring it nonetheless… I know how much fun you are having right now at my misery… Yes; you did say he’s not interested… Yes you have pointed out more than often that I am no one nor have anything that would attract anyone to me… That the only reason you chose to remain with me is that you can still taunt me and control me even when I have these lapse in judgment from time to time… It hurts me so much that I know all this; and still crave his attention… Knowing completely well that I’ve got nothing on me to make him want me in the first place… For I have fooled myself initially thinking that he might be interested… Alas; no one is… Not even you demon… For your ulterior motive is to drape me in your dark shadow and extinguish the flame of my life… Then take me to the depth of your dark soul… To burn in your sarcasm and unmerciful barbs that pour in my bloodstream like gasoline on fire… Oh demon how I wish that I haven’t ever met you… Won’t you let me be… For he has distanced himself from my company… Why won’t you too…. 42 more words