4th best underrated jance moment in 2024 - nace talking about jan in interviews
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4th best underrated jance moment in 2024 - nace talking about jan in interviews
sources: [one] [two] [three] [four] [five + six] [seven]
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Bilemezsiniz hangi ah evreni tutuşturur hangi yağmur söndürür bu hicran ateşini...
-umi-no-onnanoko ( @umi-no-onnanoko / 16.11.24)
Every single time I ever go into the Sonic section of any toy shop or really just place that sells toys in general there are always fucking HEAPS of Jade Wisps because nobody ever buys them and it's been that way since Colours Ultimate came out. It got to the point where I started feeling pity and ofc that got to the point we see today, in which I came across one again and decided to buy it. You have a home now, failed marketable Jade Wisp plush.
Bu bizim son konuşmamız olsaydı asla unutmamı istemediğin şey ne olurdu diye bir soru sormuştum, seni sevdiğimi asla unutma demişti, ben de beni ve benimle ilgili her şeyi unut hayatına devam etmen daha kolay olur demiştim. Şimdi tekrar cevap veriyorum, beni asla unutma hep aklında kalayım, aklına geldikçe canın yansın gözlerin dolsun. Sen beni hep hatırla.
Ironischerweise läuft „Oma” von Shindy
und ich weiß, was nach dem Intro kommt,
weil ich habe mich lange vor dem Mittelteil gedrückt,
der mir heute Mittag in Berlin, so ganz nebenbei,
in die Magengrube schlug.
Ich habe Berlin immer mit ihr verbunden,
nicht nur, weil ihr Name mit B beginnt,
die Anzahl der Buchstaben identisch ist,
sondern, weil sie dort geboren wurde.
Ich bin nach Berlin gegangen, bin gelaufen,
habe versucht alles hinter mir zu lassen,
doch selbst als ich einen Stadtteil erreichte,
an dem ich bisher noch nie gewesen war,
selbst als nichts mehr um mich herum
mich an sie erinnerte, war sie ständig präsent.
Egal, wie weit ich laufe.
Egal, wie laut ich weine.
Egal, wie viel ich rauche.
Wo immer ich auch bin,
wo immer ich auch sein werde;
fehlen, wird sie mir ab jetzt für immer.