Eine Stadt ist nicht genug

 

 

Allein in dieser fremden Stadt,

du siehst dich an den Lichtern satt.

Vollkommenheit war nie dein Fall,

drum wartest du auch auf den Knall.

den dieser Ort in dir vollführt

und deine Seele einfach einschnürt.

 

Eine knallbunte Hose hast du nun an,

so kommt niemand näher an dich heran.

Praktisch, denkst du und rauchst eine Zigarette,

deine Finger spielen mit dem Plektron an deiner Kette.

Ja es ist diese Stadt die du am meisten hasst,

darum verläßt du Hannover immer ohne ruh oder rast.

 

Irgendwo hörst du Wolle Petry singen,

durch den Zug seine Zeilen schwingen.

Hast keinen Bock mehr auf den scheiß,

ziehst deine Mütze ins Gesicht damit jeder weiß,

die ist nichtmehr ansprechbar,

ja, ab jetzt bist du wieder unsichtbar.

Drink, Fuck, Fight

You are traveling with your friends, all the time, not to think.
The thoughts are drowned in alcohol for the next day to return with force double back to you.
Your girlfriend is next to you, softly she breathes and smells like sweet cocktails and Gaulloises.
Last night was probably too much for you, for the last week it was.
She is desperate to find love and you're trying to run away before and sleeping in your living room your brother, who you always have when you built the last days of manure, ice has thrown in your face. Unfortunately, you have not got the message.
Today it will be quiet, definitely. You go into a bar, your girlfriend gets down to the bartender ran, he takes no notice of her. But from you, of course, because of your looks. You're not ugly, no, you're just different, that stands out. They even tried to offer him a cigarette before she falls asleep on the bar and the evening is over for you. Throwing them over your shoulder and you put her in a taxi. The driver told her of your love stories and it destroys your dreams "They are not interrested." Her incredulous looks at him and do not want to have it true, but he's right.

The taxi drivers are always right.

Änderungen rückgängig machen

Kater

Kater

 

So meine Lieben :)

Verkatert Weihnachten bitte nicht und feiert mit euren Liebsten!

Und nicht vergessen:

Leb dein Leben auch wenn es nervt!

Thunder

 

Picasso once said, "When we love a woman we do not begin to measure their body we love with our desire.". This was a discussion utopian scale with my friends. Oddly be excited especially those on the pressure of today's view on the relation of beauty that were in a relationship, while they showed with their relationship status actually said they have found the man who loves his desire and yet, we were supposed lonely souls one clear, alone it is easier to deal with one's own appearance as a couple. Together we have always liked the desire someone so why not stay alone?

Upendi wa barabara

You wake up,
the taste of tequila burns in your mouth
no more cigarettes since.
You get up and stumble across the ruins of the previous night.
Sunglasses on, so you do not see your dark circles.
You look so gorgeous from destroyed, as you go like on the road.
No one can say who you are, camouflage is finally everything.
Some think they would look at you feelings. You let the like to believe.
Life for you is now only the transition from party to party.
Every morning you wake up and you sure are not even where you are.
Actually, you've had enough of it.
Only once do you want to wake up and know the last name of the person next to you.
But in love and war, you can only lose, so you've given up.
You have been promised safety, but no one has kept to it.

 

Make everything ok

Ich habe in letzter Zeit einige Links gefunden, die man ausprobieren sollte, wenn es einem nicht so gut geht.

Probiert es einfach mal aus:)

 

 

Who is the cutest?

 

Gives you hope

 

Everything is ok

 

Und für die langeweile

Veranda zu zweit

Swing life away

 

 

You tell me of our future,
a veranda,
in the south.
I'm listening,
but only hear my heart,
beating anxiously.
Do you mean what you say seriously?
Deceive me my mind?

Confidence was destroyed.
You breath in my ear:
"Everything can be mended"
but my heart was fucked.
Not everything heals.

My ears on,
but only superficially.
My thoughts race,
Fast, way too fast.
My heart cries out:
"Run away! There are too many emotions!"
So I walk.

If it is serious about yours, then follow me
deep, deep down, in the ruins of an unfortunate childhood
And tell me,
you love me.

Hoffnung?

Dreißig Fuß high

 

Wenn es komisch ist,

an jemanden zu denken,

weil du ihn liebst,

dann gehen die Hamburger saufen und versuchen zu vergessen!

Something happened

 

 

Du hast gesagt Gefühle ändern sich.
Du hast gelogen.
Du hast gesagt ich hätte mich verändert.
Du hast gelogen.
Du hast gesagt wir würden uns irgendwann hassen.
Du hast gelogen!