Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps Quotes

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There are very few friends that will lie down with you on empty streets in the middle of the night, without a word. No questions, no asking why, just quietly lay there with you, observing the stars, until you're ready to get back up on your feet agai...

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I had no need for material possessions, money or even close friends with me on my journey. I never understood people very well anyway, and they never seemed to understand me ...

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

Maybe I can learn to live in a way that makes it worth writing about, and maybe I can actually become something more than this empty shell.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

I thought that if I owned nothing, had nothing, was nothing, I would have nothing left to lose, and I wouldn't be scared anymore. Because my whole life I’ve been so damn scared. Scared to live because I was scared to die. But at the same I was so s...

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

And this is what being an artist means, being a poet? To sacrifice yourself for your art, sacrifice your heart for your art, because it’s only through something broken that something beautiful can grow.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

I didn't do music to live; I lived so that I could do music.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

I want to burn with excitement or anger and bleed, bleed out my words. I want to get all fucked up and write raw and ugly about all these things I see and am and could be.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

It was a very ordinary day, the day I realised that my becoming is my life and my home and that I don't have to do anything but trust the process, trust my story and enjoy the journey. It doesn't really matter who I've become by the finish line, the ...

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

This is my story. I don't know where I'm going, but I know I'm going somewhere beautiful, and I know I'm on my way... It's been a beautiful adventure. It always will be.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

I feel ugly” I said and you looked at me as if I spoke a different language. There are things you will never understand and if there were words to describe the rapture that takes place in my head from time to time I would put my hand in front of yo...

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

So for now, I will miss you like I’ll never see you again, And the next time I see you, I will kiss you like I’ll never kiss you again, And when I fall asleep beside you I will fall asleep as if I’ll never wake up again, because I don’t know ...

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

Sometimes you have to realise that things will never change if you don’t make a change yourself, and sometimes, you need to realise that it only happened so that you could learn something.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning and wander through the city with your hand in mine, and I'll be happy for the rest of my fucked up little life.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

So I forced myself to step out of my comfort zone and go out and connect with people. I realised that no one knew me here. I could become whoever I wanted to be for these people, and that became my courage.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

I could write about how I feel when I sing, write and create something from heartbreak, sorrow, sadness or just simply nothingness. How nothingness can become the most beautiful, unexplainable feeling that makes you forget about gravity for an hour.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

I just wish you could see my demons for what they are, and lay here beside me on the floor. No words. Just your presence.

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

So they gave me love in form of poison and tiny little pills, programming my emotions, teaching me how to feel. To act correct and talk correct and answer without knowing the question, because that, my dear, is how you get love. Yes that, dear youth,...

Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps