Erstmal müssten wir uns überhaupt einmal treffen, glaube ich. 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."
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...
...Nein. :| Ich stehe auf hübsche Typen,tut mir leid.
"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."
Das war wohl nichts mit Schlafen. Aber hey, ich konnte eine halbe Stunde nachdenken und bin etwas ausgeruhter. Yey. Xx
"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."
Aufgeben ist schwer, aber wenn eine Sache wirklich gar keinen festen Boden hat, sollte man es wohl dabei belassen.
"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."