Egotriptykon

Serving a guest a hot chocolate this morning. Get to hear I’m a hot chocolate myself.
Apparently I’m brown and fluid.

Reblogged from egberts

stylinwho:

if spiders can sit on the web all day then so can I

(Source: louhza)

"Could embrace the whole world: Tortured man flees from the rack in the last second"

Translated from:  

http://www.der-postillon.com/2014/01/newsticker-552.html#more 

I even know where he eats.

Reblogged from youknowyouregerman

I even know where he eats.

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I’m like a magnet to weird, dark-skinned, half-bearded dudes. Conversation goes like this:

"Hi, I’m Rijas Faq, I’m from Bragonien, what’s your name?"

*while raising one eyebrow and giving a what-the-hell-do-you-want-from-me?!?!-look, I tell them my name*

" *please fill in life story, presented in a strong accent*…can you give me your cell phone number?"

I once had one of those dudes following me, sitting next to me in a tram, showing me pictures of the children his brother has. 

My boyfriend, the old romantic: 

"When I propose to you, I’d like you to make me noudle soufflé as a reward"

"WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?"

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Does food count?