"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."
Nichts nichts, ist schon okay... ich hab es ja schon das ganze letzte Jahr lang kommen sehen. Von daher... heute weinen, morgen hoffen.
"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."
Oh, wenn es dir wirklich grad genauso geht wie mir: Mein Beileid.
Eigentlich sollte ich einfach das Licht ausmachen und ins Bett gehen, aber... diese Interviews müssen noch gelesen werden. Gott, wie ich dieses "SAITA Magazine" liebe.
"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."
"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."