#108

Doing homework in the sun...

#107

When I look at my feet, I think about that you have tha same kind of shoes like me.
When I look at my legs, I think about you being one of the first who wore shorts this year.
When I look at my hips, I think they are too wide for you to like them.
When I look at my waist, I think it is too wide for you to like it.
When I look at my breast, I think it's not enough for you to like it.
When I look at my wrists, I wonder if you would care if there were scars.
When I look at my hands, I wonder how it feels to have your hand in mine.
When I look in my face, I wonder if you would like me if everything about me was prettier...

Music #26

#106

When you feel like you're alone in this world...

Music #25

This is my favourite german song at the moment. I translated it for you :)

Meine Soldaten - Maxim (My Soldiers - Maxim)     

I am building a wall and blowing up all bridges.
Systematically suppressing all thoughts about you.
Burn all photos and censor the songs.
No matter what, I mustn't lose control ever again.

Everything that moves, I keep it under close surveillance.
Immediately eliminate suspect elements.
Only a sign of weakness is enough, a trimble of fingers
I need cool blood, it does me no good to remember you.
It does me no good to remember you.

And everytime my heart calls for you,
And the chaos erupts inside of me
I send my soldiers
To break down the resistance.
Everytime my heart calls for you,
And it burns in the streets inside of me,
I order my army to do everything,
To put it to silence again.
It's gagged, broke,
It's locked away.
And finally it obays, my poor heart.

A good soldier doesn't ask questions.
He walks circles in the park until the legs fail
Stars with dust like a yes and your name
A soldier forgets everything,
In case of emergency even his own name.

But I only need one betrayer, one leaky spot
A tiny stone for a huge wave
A spark in the tinder and everything is in flames again.
The whole facade collapses like a house of cards.
Collapses like a house of cards.

And everytime my heart calls for you,
And the chaos erupts inside of me
I send my soldiers
To break down the resistance.
Everytime my heart calls for you,
And it burns in the streets inside of me,
I order my army to do everything,
To put it to silence again.
And everytime my heart calls for you,
And the chaos erupts inside of me
I send my soldiers
To put it to silence again.
It's gagged, broke,
It's locked away.
And finally it obays, my poor heart.

#105

#104

I'm like a zombie: Don't feel, don't care.

#103

I can't stop smiling when you talk...

#102

I can act like I'm happy but I'll never really be happy without you...

#101

You think you can tell me what to do?
Seriously: You can't.

German Poem #5

Ab jetzt versuche ich glücklich zu sein.
Aber ganz ehrlich: Dazu fällt mir kein Grund ein.
Ab jetzt werde ich keine traurige Musik hören.
Aber alles was ich will ist: Dir gehören.
Ab jetzt werde ich nur noch lachen.
Vergessen werd' ich die dunklen Sachen.
Ab jetzt werde ich keinen Blick mehr in deine Richtung verlieren,
Werde versuchen, deine Blicke nicht mehr auf mir zu spüren.
Ab jetzt werde ich keine Träne mehr verschwenden,
Nachdem ich versuchte dir Signale zu senden.
Ab jetzt werde ich nicht mehr an dich denken.
Aber ich weiß genau: Du bräuchtest mir doch nur ein Lächeln zu schenken,
Um mich von meinen Vorsätzen abzulenken.
Und jetzt kann ich wieder an nichts anderes denken.

#100

I wish he would be here now...

#99

I would be the luckiest girl in the world if you would love me as hard as I do love you...

No, nobody does.

#98

Why him?
Why me?

#97

You weren't there.
I tried to be happy about it.
It didn't work.
I miss you...

#96

I don't build walls to keep people out.
I build them to see who cares enough to break them down.

#95

You see my smile but not my cuts...

#94

Those girls who seem the happiest at day are those who cry themselfes to sleep at night.

#93

Why does he always keep my hopes up?
Why can't I just forget him?
Why does he look at me when I'm just about to get over him?
Why do I hate and love him at the same time?
Why am I sure he doesn't like me but still keep hoping?
Why does he look at me when he has a girlfriend?

#92

This moment when he's standing next to you and you're getting high of his smell...

#91

This moment when you could touch him
And you can hardly pull yourself together...

#90

This moment when you realise that somebody,

who was your best friend once,

somebody you went through so many things with,

is now just somebody that you used to know.