captainlude
Germany
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Madsen – Die Perfektion
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The Postal Service – Such Great Heights
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Madsen – Vielleicht
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Shoutbox
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ElChupanebrae wrote:
Du kennst mich ja. Ich mag meine Frauen voll mit Drogen, Sex und äh banned. Also so gegen das System und so. Hab doch sonst keine Freunde; muss mir ja schon selbst shouts schreiben *schnüff* (Der vorherige Satz enthielt ein Semikolon, schlagt mich zum Ritter der Rechtschreibung).
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ElChupanebrae wrote:
Kaum hörste mal ein bißchen Björk (weise Entscheidung), sind wir schon auf medium. Vielleicht können wir doch Freunde bleiben :D BFF!
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super-grotesk wrote:
http://captain.soup.io/post/34832799/Phoenix-1901 und http://mimikry.tumblr.com/post/245230528/1901-phoenix ... zwei nerds - ein gedanke ;) grüße nach barcelona, hoffe dir gehts gut
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ElChupanebrae wrote:
Du weißt bestimmt, dass es dieses Jahr ein neues Album von Miss Li gab. Ist sogar schon ein Weilchen her, naja, ich wusste es nicht. Mir sagt ja wieder keiner was... Schöne Grüße nach Barcelona.
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Kryshi wrote:
oh ja das stimmt! ein kleines bisschen nähe virtuell erzeugt, das ist sehr schön! viele grüße nach da unten!
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albinalovesBRMC wrote:
captain, mein captain. gibt es wo du grad bist musik?? ich hoffe ja, du hast zumindest kwadrat-tapete an der wand. oh captain, wie war die reise da hin?
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krams wrote:
kaviar fuer das volk!
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albinalovesBRMC wrote:
gehst du zu bodi bill/erfurt??
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echslem wrote:
Wirklich?? Du bist ja soooo nett.
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Jordi666 wrote:
kannste haben :) aber hey 3 übereinstimmungen :D jordi
About Me
O Captain! My Captain!
O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up-for you the flag is flung-for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths-for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
–Walt Whitman
O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up-for you the flag is flung-for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths-for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
–Walt Whitman
