.Glückskind.: I. drool
.Glückskind.: Am Windkraftwerk
.Glückskind.: why do I even like this?
.Glückskind.: portrait
.Glückskind.: fucking garbage :(
.Glückskind.: blah,my face.
.Glückskind.: Finally thin enough?
.Glückskind.: wake up,no prince is going to come
.Glückskind.: struggling to go on
.Glückskind.: fly away from home
.Glückskind.: losing all my contours
.Glückskind.: free yourself from the bad inside of you
.Glückskind.: oh look there is...
.Glückskind.: a simple portrait