Ne. Aber ich kann was über FFs schreiben Mein Lieblingspairing ist DM/HG, wobei ich finde, dass sich das Ganze langsam entwickeln muss. Klar ist es für den Autor am spannendsten zu erzählen, wie sie sich nahe sind. Aber ich hasse Geschichten die nach dem Motto "Hey, ich hasse Dich zwar, aber wir sind in einem Besenschrank eingeschlossen, lass ficken!", geschrieben sind. Das macht doch keinen Sinn! Genauso blöd ist es, wenn sie sich im zweiten Kapitel schon lieben.. Ich hoffe mir gelingt es das besser zu machen, obwohl ich die zwei natürlich auch zusammen sehen will.
Give me an evening, or give me a night. I'll show you the time, of your life. I'll walk you home safe, from the dark. I'll give you my jacket, I'll give you my heart.
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Oh well in five years time we could be walking round a zoo, With the sun shining down over me and you, And there’ll be love in the bodies of the elephants too, And I’ll put my hands over your eyes, but you’ll peep through.
And there’ll be sun sun sun all over our bodies, And sun sun sun all down our necks, And sun sun sun all over our faces, And sun sun sun - so what the heck.
Cause I’ll be laughing at all your silly little jokes, And we’ll be laughing about how we used to smoke. All those stupid little cigarettes and drink stupid wine, Cause it’s what we needed to have a good time.
And it was fun fun fun when we were drinking, It was fun fun fun when we were drunk, And it was fun fun fun when we were laughing. It was fun fun fun, oh it was fun.
Oh well I look at you and say, It’s the happiest that I’ve ever been. And I’ll say I no longer feel I have to be James Dean. And she’ll say "Yeah well I feel all pretty happy too". And I’m always pretty happy when I’m just kicking back with you.
And it’ll be love love love all through our bodies, And love love love all through our minds, And it be Love love love all over her face, And Love love love all over mine.
Although maybe all these moments are just in my head, I’ll be thinking ‘bout them as I’m lying in bed, And all that I believe, it might not become true, But in my mind I’m havin’ a pretty good time with you.
In five years time I might not know you, In five years time we might not speak, In five years time we might not get along, In five years time you might just prove me wrong.
Oh there’ll be love love love, Wherever you go. There’ll be love.
Noah and the Whale - Five years time
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