Freitag, 25. November 2011

Sometimes I just sit at home and remember the old times. I'll laugh by myself with a smile on my face. But it's a sad smile, because everything has changed. Everything's changed right before my eyes and I didn't even noticed it.

ich werde nie die richtige sein. nie. und ich hab angst, dass ich irgendwann irgendein name in deinem telefonbuch bin.

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