1. 1 year ago 

   I want to do something about my Mother, but I’m to pretty for Prison.

   Ok so I’m moving to Frankfurt in 18 days to work for a year, and I can only pack a certain amount of my belongings ( ie: a few summery items of clothing, two pairs of shoes, my laptop and my make up) which I have to use and pack over the next 18 days.

   I thought that the stress of sorting what I’m taking and what I’m leaving would be enough, but NO - the She-Ra, I mean ‘My Mother’, barges in my room at 7 this morning to shout at me about getting a job today.

   I LEAVE IN 18 DAYS?! what the f*ck is the point of getting a job NOW when I wont even get PAYED for it?! PLUS, I want to spend my last 18 days with my friends and family - I won’t see anyone for like, 6 months until I go over for a week for New Year.

   Bloody hell- If I wasn’t so intent on moving to Deutschland, Id have shoved her down the stairs already.

2. Notes

This here is purely an excuse to discover and uncover anything and everything to do with the brilliantly talented Tokio Hotel and the band members; The Effortlessly Beautiful Bill, The Hilariously Egotistical Tom, The Hair Flipping Georg, and The Calm and Mysterious Gustav. With the occasional ramblings and photographic evidence of my daily life.
I'm 18, Londoner, Crazy, and moving to Frankfurt on the 28th of July 2010. Win. ;)
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