• Dit was de laatste:


    Let's go outside and all join hands, but until then you'll never understand…


    United we stand, divided we fall.


    Queer and tired of your shit


    If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die


    You were born to be real not to be perfect


    Queer and tired of your shit


    She's imperfect but she tries


    tiptoe through the tulips...


    { do you call yourself a freaking hurricane like me? }


    Queer and tired of your shit


    Tell me, my friend. Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?


    Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak.


    United we stand, divided we fall.