#verzogen

[sei-mehr-webinare]

Und Regel Nr 4 zum wunderschönen Feiertag!

Geben Sie Kindern Liebe und Hilfe.

Es wurde mal gesagt, dass Kinder, die zu viel Liebe kriegen, verzogen und verwöhnt werden. Doch das genaue Gegenteil ist der Fall. Bekommen Sie keine Liebe und Hilfe, greifen Sie auf alles zurück um Aufmerksamkeit und Liebe zu kriegen.

[k-apme-h-salzc-a]

[njosnavelinx]

verzogen replied to your post “i need a boy who’s like really hot and cool that i can kiss, and get...”

if i were a boyyyyu

not with that theme (but in all seriousness and if u lived near me and if i knew you)

[lilmamazita]

cece has reblogged from me thrice

i can die happy now thank you so much cece ilysm

[femaletitantype]

desimating | verzogen | fuckinjaeger | ofpainandsacrifice

Only fools sacrifice themselves for a cause unto which they cannot speak nor comprehend, willing to toss bodies and morality upon the spitfire tendencies of war in hopes of garnering an inkling of knowledge. And yet they harbor surprise and mournful wails when their methods are perceived as maddening and fruitless, the corpses toll higher than the outcome. Do they have a right to mourn, she wonders-- an idle concept built upon humanity's greatest weakness; itself.  

She makes no mention of it, however, coral petals of lips terse and flatlined as they pass the scope of her vision in the crowd. A buzz burns in the back of her skull to at least speak to those that she knows if only in a vicious camaraderie or in lingering militant respect. Her path had been chosen long before the option had arose, political intrigue and curiosity into human methods had been her primary goal-- so she feigned surprise when the lot of her graduating class deigned to become walking corpses.

It made everything so much easier.  

Yet now she moves through the crowd previously noticed, steps slow but paced evenly enough that she collides her shoulder pointedly with the boy pariah she had conquered so many times before in hand to hand, a sneer falling upon her face. "Jaeger," she growls before her vision shifts to the shorter and sterner. "--Sir," comes her quick correction, though her eyes do not shift back to the irate rival.