About Tomorrow we come: I am moving.
Tomorrow night I wanted to meet me so again with my closest friends. Everything is planned. Everything seems wonderful. To: "Oh, wait, how old will it tomorrow?"
Elli can not. For me just break it all together like a house of cards. Why? I do not know if anyone here understands, but I always anticipated that we'll see you again, and now, quite suddenly everything is somehow different. Okay, it sounds as though it were dead or something, but somehow it is stupid, we do not know when we'll see you next time. And YES, it really is a shit feeling ...
But what the hell, you can change nothing in it, there's still other people, and that tomorrow I will again make the very best of it. Head high and keep going.
ALL IS WELL!
And Elli snap I have again ... and when I go to Magdeburg must!
dearest greetings from the silence of the night
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