D:
Und wie kann ich mich vor denen schützen, falls die wen wie mich überhaupt anfassen würden? xD
"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."
Okay okay, schon gut, ich fahr nicht mehr nach Köln. ;__;
*Angst*
...Aber Lord, dass du da auch noch mitmachst. Dx
"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."
Pft, ich wusste ja schon immer, dass du gar nicht lieb bist. :<
"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."
"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."
Argh, Angels on the Moon ist Traurigkeit UND Liebe. Dx
...Ich bin echt viel zu emotional. =3=
"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."
"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...
Bis Köln fahr ich gut 750 km. .__.
Die Bahnkosten... Übernachtung... Ah. Dx
Das schlimmste ist aber, dass ich bis jetzt alleine bin. Meine Eltern zeigen mir nen Vogel. ;__;
"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."
"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."