Es sind doch noch beide Geschenke und Alices Abenteuer rechtzeitig angekommen. \^°^/ Dann auf, die Mappe abschicken und... vielleicht finde ich ja auch noch Geschenkpapier. Meines reicht vielleicht nicht aus.
Bohoho, sorry Bitch, aber es stimmt. Ich bin längst nicht die einzige, die so denkt. |3
*Prosi trink*
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
...Moment, was heißt das? ?___?
Hilf, Hase, hilf. ;_;
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."