Seeing them all together, and bill looking all around as if he realised he is a star.
Tokio Hotel Dedication Paragraph.
[ Read, or not. It’s okay (-: ]
There are many precious things about this group, so many sweet memories, and moments burned into the brain of the brothers and the friends, and of course their fans. Such a long life ahead of them, and such a good life lived yet! It is an honour to know who Tokio Hotel is as a whole, and to be a fan of their amazing work. No one really takes any notice, that they get so little credit from the bottom of people’s hearts. This group rose out of their dreams, with a big one ahead. And portrayed their life goals all in a couple of years, and to not mention their German language, and to not be so fluent in English but still wanting to be making the songs for their fans that spoke English, to me that is like the meaning of no other. The meaning of belonging, sweetness, caring, love. They wanted everyone to love their music, even if it meant hard work and long nights of rehearsing over and over for an English song, and just for it to sound authentic and from the heart. Nothing says more about a person than doing this for just his fans than this. It tells a world that they are thoughtful and have to care for everyone, who hates them, or does not. Their dedication would strike millions over a number of generations, despite age, race, sex, background. Nothing despite’s the fact that people around the world love this one band, and millions of peoples lives had just been changed because of a simple group of 4… a group of special people, who came and lived out their fantasies, and had a rough road, with the fame, not to mention. The media was not portraying everything going on. There was more to see behind the movie. And it was hard for the group, but they kept doing what they loved, and for the fans. We owe our lives to Tokio Hotel, for saving not few, but many. Many, many, lives. Including mine, when I was at a lowest point in my overall life. I would put their songs on. And it makes me feel like they’re the only ones in the world. I owe my life, and my love, to, Tokio Hotel. One in a million, and to never be replicated, no one can ever replicate the love, dedication, and fan base to this amazing band.
I’ll literally let him do anything to me you guys don’t understand …… it’s badddd
I would literally let him choke me out and I’d still say thank you. He can stomp on me, slap me and throw me around, spit on me and I’d be so in love. He can force me to suck his dick and overstimulate me and force me to not cum until he says so. I’d let him degrade me to the point that it makes me cry and feel like shit, doesn’t matter. I’d literally listen to him when he tells me to do anything even if it’s dangerous like wtf I’d sell my soul, my liver, and my heart, for this man. I could be on my LAST BREATHHH and I’d still whisper the words thank you…..