"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 bezweifle, dass das Etwas schonmal etwas von "Eis am Stiel" gehört hat, Peggy. Aber: LOL!
"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."
Lol, da hast du recht, Mrs. BLOND. Frustration hilft da auch nicht weiter. |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."
Wenn sie das unbedingt will, muss sie endlich mal ihre ganzen Komplexe überwinden und mit uns ins SUN gehen! >///<
KON-KON!
"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."
Sowas hätte ich sogar von diesem Wesen nicht erwartet, aber wenn man sich alleine fühlt, passiert das schonmal. Man muss für sowas einfach Verständnis haben.
"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."
Es gibt eben auch Leute, die keine körperliche Arbeit scheuen.
"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."