...Dieser gottverdammte Beat bringt mich zum Heulen.
Dieser Vollidiot.
"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."
Ich werde mir mal einen Kakao machen... denke ich.
Oder doch lieber Vitamin-C-Drink?
"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."
Aber nur, wenn ich dich auch für eins oder auch zwölf Gläser begeistern kann. :'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."