I am beginning to think I am unworthy of all good things. It is hard to change how you see things when your constantly being told your not good enough.
concept: me, 10 years from now, living in a pretty house with my love, sipping a hot cappuccino on a rainy autumn afternoon. our dog curls up next to me in the window bench while our cat snoozes on the bed. i’m financially stable and i’m never tired anymore. the bees are safe.
This strange place was one of the strangest Lost places I’ve ever been to. My father showed it to me. He happened to pass by here a few years ago while walking.
Unfortunately, I could not figure out who had this strange memorial built. The tombs and coffins inside are empty and there are no inscriptions. The building is weathered and it seems as if no one had been here for a long time.
Nearby is a medieval castle. But why should anyone who lived in this castle built a pyramid. A funny feeling in the middle of the cold, dark, german forests to find a pyramid.
