not yet.

It feels strange being back home again. Like if I was not there.

I missed a lot I guess....this week showed me how much I am related to the internet. I really couldnt live without it and loose all the contacts and the images I built up.

I'm not home yet...

everything else tomorrow. Have a good night, my love.

and it touches my heart more than any shallow words combined.

The song without name.

X

ENNELL

I consider it brillant.

Well....short visit at home, wasnt it? The days pass really fast, I'm half on my way to Darling's already. I'm addicted to my new mobile. I feel fuckin godlike with it, humm.

Gotta pack my bags again!

to do

Sleeping helped healing my knee a bit, but still every concussion hurts as hell.
what shall I do? hopefully I'll recover until staurday night!

and now: VACATION!

shock is lasting

I'm still so confused, I tried to eat my soup with a knife.....

PAIN!!

I had this pretty bad car accident about half an hour ago....well it was more of a bike accident.

I drove down a hill right behind a car. It suddenly stopped, I hit the break and fell over my bike down the hill on the street. Surprisingly I didnt hurt my head, but my knee and my right elbow.

I was in total shock. A man a a young lady came to help me, calmed me and statyed at my side for a moment. I was really upset, but I couldnt cry, even though I wanted to.

My gosh, I was shivering so hard...the moment I knew I was hurt was horrible to me.

I'm not bleeding or anything, but my knee hurts a lot...well, my elbow does as well.

My legs feel very weak...

ONE

Le premièr anniversaire. NOTRE premiér anniversaire, ma chèrie, et c'est comme un rêve pour moi.

Je ne me veux jamais reveille.

Ma mère avec qui j'ai parle justement n'est pas très content je pense....elle a dit "Le premièr? J'ai pensé que ce serait encore plus."

Ben c'est ca la vie....

Aimez-moi, favori-chan....

Chuu~ shiteyo

got ready.

I'm done with packing. took me over two hours....

a suitcase, a small backpack and my guitar.

ah!!

I forgot something! I knew I would forget it!!

...

flip-flops. who ever wants to shower in Taizé needs them.

The thing is....I don't own any. Shit.

getting ready

Tomorrow around this time, I'll already be in France!

Finally again!~!

That means, no blog entries until Monday....no games! Naah...I'm sad.

Gladly I can take my guitar with me.

Got to pack my bags now!

We're leaving around 7 am tomorrow and will arrive at Taizé around 6 pm.

Now! Don't miss me too much!~

reunion!!

I'm hungry, I'm wet and stupidity is back.

Oh. Rhyme by chance.

Why can't blogger have any icons?




I will always believe in it!!



Prove!


A shirt like red whine...a chest like whipped cream (a whipped chest lol), out-of-bed hair....a sexy loosey...and a look that says "c'mon, I know you want me."


Wanna know what elese my fantasy makes up? I can see ZERO grinning shyly if I want him to!


NDAREBA!

yeah, good style is about inspiration, not imitation, blah....Sorry, Mr. T.

I'm still searching!

so I went to visit her grave today.

Reading her name was like the inescapable truth.

Happy birthday.

last one 9ever9

This is the drawing I made for Sarah's birthday.

She wanted to have a chocolate-filled bathtub, so she got one.

Although it's just very simply done, my mom loved it. Sarah didnt, and it makes me sad I gave it away.

I won't give any of my drawings to anyone anymore I guess.

rabu

my hair feels so good ~b

mother's day tomorrow!

I'd like to join ameba....but I'll be joining my bed now.

SOCIAL RIOTS

ah, here are finally my shots of the mani...maniste lol.

manifesto.

at the beginning it took a while until everything got going....we were told about 8000 people had been there...and only about 800 Nazis, for the record.

two more. we had about 1500 policemen to keep the groups apart, and they looked more like soldiers than simple policemen.



The last one. I will only give a short comment on that one.




















I was already told in kindergarten that giving back as you were given is never, never a solution.

Growing up I understood that most adults have this attitude nevertheless and that it is the base for every war, homicide, crime and injustice that happens in our everday life.

officially official

I did it ~b








Actually it didnt really work....

the thick strands dont wanna be blonde!

Stil...I'm officially bleach-blonde now!!

Who's the tank?

This is so freaking hilarious!

- Let's see...Who's the tank, what's the mage, I dont know's the priest...
- Come again?
-Who's the tank, what's the mage, I dont know's the priest...
-You got these guys together but you dont even know their names?
-I do know their names.
-Then who's the tank?
-Yeah.
-No, the guy's name.
-Who.
-The tank!
-Who.
-The guy taking all the damage for us!
-Who.
-The one with the huge sword!
- Who.
- The tank!
- Who is the tank!
-THAT's what I'm asking you!
- That's his name.
- That's whose name?
- Yes.
- Well go ahead and tell me.
- That's it.
- That's who?
- Exactly!
- ....all I'm asking is what's the name of the tank.
- What's the mage.
- I'm not asking who's the mage!
- Who's the tank.
- (whatever) DIE!
- Take it easy.
- I'm only asking you WHO IS THE FREAKING TANK?
- That's right.
- Alright. ...wait a minute....you still didnt tell me the name of the tank.
- Yes I did.
- Then who's the tank?
- Yes.
- .....I'll ask you once more. What's the name of the tank?
- What's the mage.
- I'm not asking who's the mage!
- Who's the tank.
- I don't know!
- He's the priest. (talk about him?)
- How did we get to the priest?
- You mentioned his name?
- I mentioned whose name?
- No, who's the tank.
- WHAT?
- What's the mage.
- I don't know!
- He's the priest.
- There you go, right back to the priest again....

- Forget the tank for now. You got a rogue in the group?
- Yeah. Wouldnt be good without that one.
- Tell me his name.
- Why.
- I decided to ask ya?!
- I decided to tell ya.
- Then who's the rogue?
- Who's the tank.
- I'm not asking - wait a minute. Stick with the rogue. What's the name of the rogue?
- What's the name of the mage.
- I dont know.
- He's the -
- PRIEST! I get it!! Just tell me the name of the rogue!
- Why.
- BECAUSE!
- Oh, he's our hunter.
- *crying*

- You got a warlock?
- Sure.
- The warlock's name?
- Tomorrow.
- You dont wanna tell me today?
- I'm telling you now!
- Then go ahead!
- Tomorrow.
- What time?
- What time what?
- What time tomorrow you're gonna tell me who's the warlock?
- Who's not the warlock-
- I'LL BREAK YOUR ARM if you say who's the tank! What's the name of the warlock?
- What's the mage.
- I dont know!
- He's the -
- PRIEST! PRIEST! PRIEST!....You know, I seem (??)
- Really?
- Yeah. Let's say we're a group together and confront Anexia. We cant wait till tomorrow to attack, so the tank is starting to take all the damage for us. I see he's being pretty banged up, so being a good group member, I'll use a healing spell and I'll cast it on - WHO?
- That's the first thing you said right all day.
- I dont even know what I'm talking about!!
- I'll cast a healing spell on who?
- Naturally.
- Who?
- Naturally.
- Naturally?
- Naturally.
- So I cast my spell on naturally?
- No no, you cast it on who.
- Now you got it.
-That's what I said.
- You ask me.
- I cast the spell on who?
- Naturally.
- Now you ask me.
- I cast the spell on who?
- Naturally.
- Naturally.
- Same as you! SAME AS YOU!
- Calm down.
- Who gets my healing spell?
- Naturally.
- HE BETTER GET IT! I casted the spell on who, but the spell wasnt strong enough so WHOEVER IS THE TANK gets killed, buhu sad story. (??) And if your search is going after because, why, I dont know! he's the priest, and I DONT CARE!
- Wait, what did you say?
- I said I dont care!
- Oh, he's our paladin!
- GAAAAHHH!!!!



Sorry for the missing parts, he was mumbling so badly.

I love it!

bilangue

I'm reading Mr H.'s blog ~b

two languages raise double work!..

from left to right an back again.

makes no sence.

I kinda cracked my knee today...heavy bag!

CABBAGE!

240910

Friday. 24th of september. this year. fours months. Munich.

D'espairsRay. ZERO. smile.

veins. music. heartbeat. thrilling. rousing.

DIM SCENE

In this song





SADNESS







DESPAIR





Let me..........



the poem that can't heel my wounds

somehow, that's the way I want it to be

my poem was set on fire on your funeral

somehow that's the way I want it to be

drowning at the bottom of gloomy nothingness

drowning

drowning



vagrant lights swimming through the depths of the dim void

shivering, as if they were searching for another


light is drowning in the darkening sky


drowning


drowning





A baby's dream is being destroyed and washed away by storm and rapids

My old lady, laugh at the broken tomorrows they threw at your knees

The baby's corpse will never be found

Drowned

Reaches out for that baby's tomorrow which lies on the bottom of the dim void

Drowned

Veiled

Buried

I can hear
the
static heartbeats,

and they tear

all of your

voided veils apart

heroes

It continues! Finally!!
Happy end was promised.

Today.
Let's remain in silence and think of all the colours

And all the warmth he gave us.

My thoughts are with the ones who knew him.

going on

so...nothing really happened today. the policemen were impressing, there were like hundereds of them.
so many people came, it was scary.

we were told the anarchists (damn those were some creepy guys!!) were beating the nazis, and like 50 police cars came and blocked half of the city. we couldnt get nowhere anymore.
actually I wanted to see those fuckers and look in their faces, but I went home early coz I'm sick again. My parents are there right now, though.
since I'm doing better atm, I'm mad coz i could have gone but I didnt.

I didnt get checked but everyone else...I'm offened. don't I look like a riot?

anyways. Rika, sweetheart, thank you so much!!

social riots

today's the day.

we'll fuck those guys.

I dont know what to wear since my D'ray shirt is gone!!