dying heart
recondite
last gusts of wind and last warm rays of the sun; last look and
say goodbye. everything around seems to be the "last".
brick
something ends, something begins. decline of summer is
always accompanied by a sense of nostalgia ...
fracture
I like destroyed things, I like them destroying themselves, and
especially vintage things ...
colonized
summer festivals foster a bit more rock and grunge inspirations
white
slowdive
vista
Does perfection really exist?
Fuel
Finding a new stimulus for hard work is not easy.