So I will share this room with you and you can have this heart to brake.

No James, don't push your sister

Gaan we trouwen of vliegen?

Every piece of writing can become a tree.

Don't look back. You’re not going that way.🤗

Dikke eend drijft op het water.

Had a wonderful an long night. Just woke up an saw the sun outside. Crated the fear of missing out outside but I will try to make it anyway.

Impact hbbn geeft me massa’s energie

Ouvrir ton coeur. En blijf bij je zelf.

The Light Keeper sits on his throne Thrown in the water when he was old All the lights that he kept Captured with fascinated delight The light that would become his hope Is hope the thing that drove him most? Mostly whiskey, then some love Lovely water, but he's alone A lonely man who watches the sea Seems the Keeper has a loan Alone on his rock with the wicked point Pointing to a lost fight Fighting for his precious light 'Light Keeper, why do you sit on your throne' 'Throwing rocks at the sea that stole'

Ik wens je oprecht veel beterschap

my body lets me into secrets my mind could not imagine

I would say: hydro-feminism.

Mijn gedachtes groeien alle kanten uit. Het maakt me bang

Vinyes verdes vora el mar Ara que el vent no remuga Us feu més verdes i encar Teniu la fulla poruga Vinyes verdes del coster Sou més fines que la userda Verd vora el blau mariner Vinyes amb la fruita verda Vinyes verdes del coster Vinyes verdes, dolç repòs Vora la vela que passa Cap al mar vincleu el cos Sense decantar-vos massa Vinyes verdes, soleda Del verd en l'hora calenta Raïm i cep retallat Damunt la terra lluenta Vinyes verdes, soledat Vinyes que dieu adéu Al llagut i a la gavina I al fi serrellet de neu Que ara neix i que ara fina Vinyes verdes del meu cor Dins del cep s'adorm la tarda Raïm negre, pàmpol d'or Aigua, penyal i basarda Vinyes verdes del meu cor Vinyes verdes vora el mar Verdes a punta de dia Verd suau cap al tard Feu-nos sempre companyia Vinyes verdes vora el mar!

Ik ben blij dat ik hier ben ik voel me enorm geïnspireerd x

On a rainy evening in the fall of 2004 I got a call from Hans, my best mate from secondary school.

Brown seeded bread for breakfast as a soothing treat to seize the day.

It’s carnival with the German crew. Still getting used to the music but I’m here because of the people.

Ik voel me ok maar heb me al beter gevoeld.

I am Sad and want to die

es possible escribir en espagnol también

I feel like I'm drowning inside

Wat een mooie dag. De perfecte balans tussen zon en regenbogen