No comment, no add.
I'm not interested to be friends with everyone who comes along.
I'll add you back if I know you though.

I've been having this thing going through my mind a lot lately and I finally decided to set up a new journal.
I had a good time with this one, but time passes and we all grow up & sometimes we can't stay at certain places. Especially me, right. I'm too restless lately.
There's people I want to keep in touch with and you should be added back until next week starts, I'll send you a message if I don't catch you on msn/elsewhere.
For everyone else: Feel free to cut me/do whatever. Maybe I don't care much.
Oh and btw. there's people I want to add back but their journals seem dead (corocorokuririn , nachtgrau ). Let me know, okay?

This journal won't contain any personal updates anymore, I might only check for the comm updates for a bit longer.

Got this one two days ago.
No, first it didn't hurt, but now it does. Doesn't bleed though.
Eating with that is the worst part. I keep drooling like an idiot when I'm about to get something into my mouth.
At least kyko_camui is here to take care of me~

Jimmy Choo at h&m?
The collection even looks hot?!
No way.
Time & place are set: November 14th 16th,  Düsseldorf.

To complete the randomness of this entry: Need to watch Cowboy Bebop movie.
Forgot about that long time ago.

 There, my one and only love ♥
Came today, so fast.

The camera work of the PV is really nice.





So in love with the guitars ♪

I slept well, but something kept bothering me all night and it wouldn't stop.

« ...one day you fall for this one person and they touch you with their fingers and they burn holes in your skin with their mouth and it hurts when you look at them and it hurts when you don't... when they're there you push them away and when they're gone you're desperate. & they say:
'i bet you get everything except for what you want.' »

Step 1: Post this into your LJ publicly.
Step 2: Others will reply anonymously about what they really think of you.
Step 3: Cry, because this meme is so brutal, and it hurts. Hit me good.

Add to the I liked how people met me & said-list:
'I can't stop touching you.'

Mhm. I had a huge ego boost last night.

A girl on poupee left me a comment saying nothing but 'I am in love with your hands.'
There's something about it that captures me.

Yesterday's party - good music, nice location, nothing too special though.
I'm thankful that one girl lend me her shoes and walked barefoot herself, even if I said it really wasn't necessary.



& Mr. Uruha, please have a look at what I found yesterday ♪

Seitdem ich dich kenne, sieht alles so anders aus. Alles schmeckt anders. Der Geruch ist anders; weich & feminin.
Die Musik ist anders, es verbleibt meist ein bitterer Nachgeschmack.
Die Mädchen sind anders. Die Männer sind anders. Ich bin anders; es zieht nicht mehr alles nur vorbei.
Irgendetwas in diesem einen Moment und in der Nacht, in der wir geredet haben, hat mir gesagt: 'Das ist es.'

Manchmal halte ich dich fest. Ich lasse dich gehen und du lässt mich gehen.... oder tust du das nicht? Nicht jetzt?
Du überspielst alles. Genau wie ich, nur dass du schlimmer bist.