Aber das Kaffeetrinken ist bei uns zu Hause. D:
Und es geht mir wirklich nur um diese eine, schreckliche Frau. Der Rest der Truppe ist voll in Ordnung, und wenn dann der Kuchen auch noch schmeckt, setze ich mich gerne ein Weilchen dazu. :<
"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."
Deine ständigen Seitenhiebe kann ich einfach nicht länger ignorieren. :,<
Von wegen VERBRENNEN. ;___;
"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."
Doch, ständig. Aber hey, dafür ärgere ich dich ja auch. |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."
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."
"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."