Also. Wie sicherlich Jedermann weiss.
Ist morgen. Am 14. März. Der Steak&Blowjob-Tag.



Zum Glück bin ich ja ungebunden. Aber.
Wenn mir morgen mal jemand ein Steak zubereiten könnte...
Dann würde ich den Rest übernehmen.

Guten Tag.

I have met so many people, we’ve exchanged so many words
We’ve said it all and we’ve said nothing but it’s changed us
I have know a lot of men, some were lovers, some were friends
But all together were they merely passing strangers?

They’ll control you with their silence, they’ll control you with their words
And you’ll control them with your body’s coded signals
In the wild, entangled gardens of our insecurities
We lose our heads into eachother’s hidden pitfalls


[Mein Morgen am Romantisch. Den 2ten Stuhl?! Hab ich verkauft.]

Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slow
And sometimes if you wanna hold on you got to let go

I’m gonna close my eyes
And count to ten
I’m gonna close my eyes
And when I open them again
Everything will make sense to me then