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Give back my heart that your body rejected…

Give back my heart that your body rejected…

Je suis attentionné, passionné, possessif, terriblement romantique aussi. Quand j’aime c’est toujours de manière fusionnelle. J’ai besoin d’être auprès de l’élue de mon coeur à chaque instant, de la sentir contre moi, de tout partager avec elle.

Bill Kaulitz

(Source : paleblueeye)

(Source : kaulitzness, via paleblueeye)

The only thought that this girl never crosses my path or even worse : she crosses without my noticing, really scares me.
For example you walk near the great love of your life, simply, without knowing it, because you look the wrong way or you take care of your phone. Horrible, absolutely horrible.

Bill Kaulitz

(Source : paleblueeye)

The only thought that this girl never crosses my path or even worse : she crosses without my noticing, really scares me.
For example you walk near the great love of your life, simply, without knowing it, because you look the wrong way or you take care of your phone. Horrible, absolutely horrible.

Bill Kaulitz

For those, who are a bit shy or just more the simple type, they should keep that.

Bill Kaulitz

ifyoucarryonthisway:

The worst thing about being shy and introverted as that you most of the time come off as cold and arrogant like you think you’re better than everyone else.

And thats why you don’t talk to people or hang out with them, but it’s really the opposite : its like you’re so uncomfortable with yourself that you don’t wanna share it with anyone else so you just don’t and people think you’re an asshole but you’re actually just really scared.

(Source : averagefairy)

Rette mich

Rette mich

Spring nicht

Spring nicht

I wait for the real girl. I still believe that somewhere is my only one, who I will let go there, where is nobody else. That one who will deserve all; my kiss, my love, my sex, which nobody else can have.

Bill Kaulitz 

(Source : ceniri)

Use Somebody

I’m Bill Kaulitz. I’m amazing. To the world. They love me. They want me. They beg for me. For my look. For my touch. For my attention. 

I raise my hand and look at my pale skin. It;s so normal. So why they want me so bad. Why they want me and I’m still so lonely? Why I can’t feel safe? I wanna be safe. I jusy wanna be loved. 
I close and then open my brown eyes. My hotel room is still the same. Still so unfamiliar. Still so empty. I look at my bed. It’s messy. The girl that I spent the night with left me all alone. I wanted to invite her for a breakfast but she was gone already. She wanted my godness. She didn’t want me. My weaknesses and my real face. She used me because I’m a rockstar. Why they can never see that I’m a human? 
I slowly get up and go to the bathroom. Cold water wakes my body but not my soul. I’m cold but I have to clean myself from that strange smell. From her smell. Where is she now? Probably tells her friend that she slept with Bill Kaulitz. Was I good for her?
I prepare myself and it takes me several minutes. I like looking good. I can offer it to the world. I can be perfect outside. I can make girls scream my name. With this I try to fill the emptiness inside. I wanna be happy. I wanna be adored because it lets me feel important. I wanna feel that I can change the world.
“Bill?” I hear David. 
“I’m almost ready.”
I put on my jacket and leave the room. Time for breakfast but I’m not hungry. I follow my manager to the restaurant. I order some food. I laugh at guys’ jokes. I wanna be a part of the fun. I wanna be friendly. I need to be noticed.
After breakfast we go for another interview. I feel like a robot. What for is this? They will change my words but I have to smile. I’m Bill Kaulitz. I always smile. I repeat again that I’m looking for my true love. They want it. But they don’t even realize how true is this. I beg for love. I beg for someone. But I’m still here all alone with my empty hands, begging for nothing. Maybe I should lie? But I wanna be noticed.
I wasted  5 hours for these stupid interviews. But I have to paint my fake smile. Time for fans. I love them. I have a special place in my heart for them. They brought me here. They adore me. But I can’t let them down. I have to be perfect for them. 
I enter the room where four girls are waiting. They won this meeting. I can’t let them down. I look at their faces. They admire me. Why? Why I’m such a God for them? Why they can’t see that I’m begging?
I come closer to them. Nice, short chats. They are so happy becauseI’m with them right now. Why is it so hard?
One of them kisses my cheek. It feels so cold. But her eyes are special. Maybe she sees more than I think.
“Don’t be sad Bill. Please don’t be sad.”
I don’t understand her words so I just smile.
“I’m happy. Don’t worry. See you at the gig.”
I leave to prepare myself for a signing session. I sit at the table when they take us to a  music store. I see so many different faces. I sigh so many papers. With love from Bill. What does it even mean? Tell me your name. I will write it down. 
The line for my attention is endless. I feel worse now. I can’t even remember these faces. Why so many? Why they all want me? I’m just Bill. Sometimes I want to get back my normality. But now? I can have everything! I can use everything.
Suddenly I see her face. The girl I spent the night with. She is here. She had me all without a mask. She had my screams and almost tears. But now she is here for my sign.
Not caring about anything else I get up and look at her. She follows me. I take her backstage. She looks at me with confusion.
“Why are you here?”
“I wanted your autograph Bill.”
“You had me.”
“But it’s only a memory. It will be gone one day.”
I look at her face. She is so serious. She really wants my sign.
She puts a hand on my shoulder.
“Don’t be sad Bill. You’re a rockstar. Sadness doesn’t fit you.”
Then she leaves.
Igo back to fans and give them my sign again. What more can I give them?
Later I will perform in front of them. I will give him my emotions. Then I will take one girl to my hotel room. With a hope that she will notice me. With a belief that she will notice me. I can use them all but I want someone who will notice me. I wanna remember only one face.

The end.

Based on Kings of Leon - Use Somebody.

(Source : bill-in-mind)