anyways, here’s a mashup of imagine dragons’ “warriors” and carrie underwood’s “before he cheats”, now put on your boots, get the sword and kill some demons
me at 3 am, lying on an iceberg stretched on a picnic blanket, eating mangoes and asking the stars: how to trust people & make friends & be loved without having to reveal anything about myself ever
my parents gave me a slice of american “bread” when i was but one innocent hour old and i recoiled so far in disgust that i almost unbirthed myself by crawling back up the womb. that’s when they knew and i have been german ever since
thank u fluffy guardian of modern society and taker of woes
someone once asked me if germans have a specific method of breathing when both our words and sentences are so long. bold of that guy to assume that we breathe at all