Screaming with the amount of gratuitous eyebrow cocks these days.
i think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anybody else to feel like that
Das Quiz mit Joko und Klaas: 30 Seconds to Mars und Nelly Furtado
OH. MEIN. GOTT. :D
“Bin ich so en dünner Spindelhannes?”
“Hab ich so ne Monk-mäßige Angst, Leuten die Hand zu geben?”
“Hatte ich die Sascha-Lobo-Gedächtnisfrisur bei Rock am Ring letztes Jahr?”
“Bin ich Jared Leto?”Die zutreffenste Beschreibung Jareds, die ich je gehört habe. LOL (Amüsant finde ich auch, dass sie denken, er sei unter 40.)
Das geilste ist echt als Klaas fragt “Bin ich unter 40” und Joko direkt voll überzeugt raushaut “Ja!” hahahaha :D“Bin ich Jard LIETO?” (sooo falsch liegen sie mit dem unter 40 ja nicht, 40 ist er erst seit einem Jahr, haha)
Me: I have anxiety
What most people think I have: I'm shy and can't talk to people. I'm awwwwkwaaaard.
What I actually mean: I have full blown panic attacks which include heart palpitations, breathing problems, shaking, sweating and constant fear that I'm going to die when faced with situations I find uncomfortable.
A Traveller’s Guide to German Cities
idea shamelessly ganked from Apiphile, who did this (much better) for Britain here -- http.//apiphile.tumblr.com/post/38158347503/a-guide-to-uk-cities-for-foreign-people
Berlin: not as urban as you’d expect; likely the only European metropolis with high odds of dying in a wild boar attack
Hamburg: hookers, blow, international shipping, and seagull shit
Bremen: mostly just seagull shit
Kiel: practically Scandinavia and as such disturbingly bright and clean, even by German standards
München/Munich: not technically German, since it’s in Bavaria – prepare to smile and wave and not understand a word anyone says; populated largely by rich, pompous fucks
Frankfurt am Main: banks, banks, fucking everywhere; could be mistaken for an American city, seeing as there are honest-to-fuck skyscrapers there; watch out for jumpers in times of economic crisis
Stuttgart: don’t ask natives about their central train station – just don’t
Nürnberg/Nuremberg: known for delicious foods and traumatic historical events alike
Trier: do not breathe too deeply, or precious Roman artefacts will have to be surgically extracted from your lungs
Hannover: entirely non-descript, almost forgot to include it, despite its being in the top 10, size-wise
Köln/Cologne: a good place to be if you’re foreign and/or gay – people are usually too drunk and/or too busy celebrating Karneval to commit any hate crimes
Düsseldorf: Cologne’s ugly, boring, unfriendly cojoined twin
Bielefeld: general consensus is that this place does not exist and is in fact the product of an elaborate government conspiracy (yes, really)
Dortmund: swarming with neo-nazis, do not go there
Essen: easily the most depressing place you’ve even been to; grey, decaying hub of the living hell known as “der Pott” (“Ruhrpott”, “Kohlenpott”, or if you’re fancy, “Rhein-Ruhr Metropolitan Complex”), which includes numerous other charming places of dubious reputation you never want to visit, such as Bochum, Wuppertal, Gelsenkirchen, Bottrop, Duisburg, Castrop-Rauxel, and Herne, to name but a few
Münster: populated by an unholy mixture of hippies and staid, catholic Westphalian farmers, locked in a constant, yet silent, battle of ignoring each other as hard as they can
Magdeburg: the Dortmund of the East, do not go there either
Dresden: be prepared for funny-sounding people pining irrationally for bygone Soviet times and houses that vaguely look like oversized wedding cakes
Palma: capital of Germany’s 17th federal state, Mallorca; bring sandals
this, sadly, is completely accurate...
