Berlin is a mass of gray, speckled with graffiti and dirt and grime and blood and parks and bikes and health goths and cheap beer. It is a beautiful mess, and it’s made me appreciate the dark as much as the light.
Goodbyes, grieving and the gray
natalie keshlear
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Beautifully put! As you step into the light, we’ll be mourning from the shadows. You’ll be missed, love :)

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