Halloween screams Creepy & Sexy for the Kaulitzs'!

"Halloween ...my favourite time of the year!" - Bill ( BTK app, Oct 11, 2013)

We heard you, Bill and we know how you would be all excited over this horrifying festive! Thanks to Halloween too for giving you the idea of having that dark vampire-ish signature look of yours which you have shed it all off now! Back then, I'm pretty sure the twins didn't really worship the day itself but since they moved to L.A, obviously these club goers wouldn't missed a chance to attend creepy costume parties without looking extremely terrifying and weird in their own creative and unique ways. Last year was a hit! 3 costumes for 3 parties. I'm guessing they have mellowed down their excitement for Halloween this year due to their packed schedule in the studio on delivering the not so soon album, perhaps?! ..or they're just too lazy to upload their fangstatic Halloween party snapshots in avoiding the devilish mouth of the aliens to curse them repeatedly literally because of the late arrival of the 'soon' new album. Who knows! muahaha ;p

So, what did they go as, for this year's Halloween?

I can see that Tom is hooking himself up as a Pirate! An undead Captain Jack Sparrow! Ahoy mate, to the flying dutchman! Surely, you wouldn't want to board on that ship but if it includes a handsome dead pirate, you'd make an exception for that, aye mate? ;) Moving on to the next creepy or should I say weird guy? Mr. Bill Kaulitz here obviously was trying to be different as he always be, even when it comes to Halloween costume! No doubt, fashion wise is not to be left out in his closet even if he's dressing with a naked torso. The question is, who is he portraying anyway? I can't quite put my finger on it, an elf king or some sort?! ..but there is one character that came to my mind right instance when I saw Bill's golden accessories! I don't really know the name, (heck I just googled it like in a few seconds ago, ahah!) all I know is that this character came from a movie called 300! Trust me, the other day we went to the cinema and saw the 300: Rise of an Empire trailer, we were playfully saying this character actually fits Bill well since he has these extraordinary gold accessories hanging on his nose, head, face, neck, shoulder, all over! It just happened to remind us of Bill and voila! I think I know where did Bill got his inspiration for his Halloween couture from! One word, Xerxes! Yes. that is his name, sexy eh? And may I show you his picture? Of course, I may ;p

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you, Xerxes..

One thing for sure, Bill is slightly the less explicit version of Xerxes! haha ;p

Happy Halloween and Hello November! XD

not a source but oddly similar review; MTV Buzzworthy  

BK Dirty Bass Series III: Where the Wild Things Are

After a few dates consisting of endless conversation and less making out session, somehow I finally fell for him for real. He wasn't the typical guy I know, there was something special about him that made you wonder again and again on how he simply charmed you with his old-fashioned way of getting to know a person. I've always thought he could be different from others from the very start despite of him being a very famous rockstar. But I had to admit, initially I was head over heels in love with his looks since the night I saw him at the club. I wanted him because of his sexy look, it wasn't a sin but it's an ugly act that every girl should burn of desiring to get an attention from a very good-looking man. I wanted him so badly! I wanted him to be in touch with my skin, I wanted to have him for a night to get a little taste of the Kaulitz! I tried so hard to get his attention and I was indeed on cloud nine when he finally gave it away just like that. His beautiful brown eyes, they were hypnotizing me, what more? luring me into a dirty-sweet dream of something that I'd called as an art of love. I knew he wanted me too, even more badly than me but his lust was in control by his very own courteous law of seducing a woman. Bill surely has that bad boy look I'm totally into, with all the piercings and amazing tats on his skin but I never knew he has a pure heart of a gentleman until that night at his hotel room that changes my perception about guys.

Spending some time on the bed without getting laid nor drunk on the first night of our meeting was his ideal date night and it did confused me for a second there, roping me, pulling me in and pushing me back for his love game. Alas, he decided to stop and he revealed his true colours, showing off the vulnerable side of his, a hopeless wrecked soul longing for love and affection. I respected him and stayed for the night to let him know me better, and in exchange, he let me know him better too. Who have ever thought that there is still a certain kind of guy who wholly respects a woman and he's one of them. I can say I'm lucky to have met him because these kind of guys are getting close to extinction.

It was another Saturday night, the club was obviously stormed with a crowd of LA clubbers. I didn't care about the atmosphere anymore, I hit the dance floor as soon my body heard the rhythm and the music triggers my system to just move. I couldn't help but to dance, I blame it all on the beat. My hair swiftly bounced on my shoulder, from side to side, as my hips slowly swayed in a wave letting the music bathe me with its of pounding track. I couldn't be bothered by the crazy surroundings, all I wanted to do here was to dance the night away even if it's only by myself. I was so used to it and when a skeleton-tattooed hand suddenly grabbed my waist, my heart jumped a little, not really sure whether his touch has startled me or was it actually his presence? I could feel his warm breath in my hair and it spread out warmly to my ear. "Baby, do you know the art that your body created on the dance floor, kills me good?" In the corner of my eyes, I knew there was a cheeky smile smeared on his pierced lips.

I turned around to face him, wrapping my hands around his neck while still grooving my body to the beat. "You're late."

"But you, my angel has started the night without me." He pouted and pulled me close so that he could reach my lips for his quick greeting kiss.

"Oh really? Well, the night has just begun, my sexy devil." I winked flirtaciously and continued with my seductive dance after giving him a little push on his bare chest under another piece of his studded striking green jacket. The tank top he worn inside was designed rippedly on its low v-neck exposing that sexy ink on his chest which caught my eyes glistening immediately. Truth is, tattoos are such a killer to me! I love them especially when it was inked on a very sexy spot. He knew my weakness, he knew he was as sexy as hell and most importantly, he knew how to lure me in. Those sweet romantic dates we had for weeks may come in handy for us to get to the next level in our relationship but we both knew well that our lust was calling our names out loud, readily to unleash the inner beast within us. And tonight might just be the night.

I moved my body into a sultry gesture, he bit his lips hard as he saw me and through his eyes, I could see what he was hunger for. Me, my body. He was always a gentleman, refusing to ignite his naughty side but tonight seemed different. The way he looked at me, those stares of his filled with passion and no mercy. He smirked, having the thought of making me as his sweet cherry-topping dessert for tonight. They say these hopeless romantic people are even wilder on bed compared to those other jerks who makes love at any given time or place. I should be scared but somehow, I was rather curious of wanting to let his wild spirit free. He crossed his arms and kept his eyes locked to every moves I made. I was clearly making his level of lust pumped ferociously without even care to dwindle. Was it my fault that he lured me in first? In fact, I was just dancing myself away like always did. Maybe I wasn't aware that my moves was a bit sexier than usual or perhaps naughtier? As I came in close to him, he quickly snatched my waist in a full strength with his muscular arms, his grip was so tight that I could feel as though his nails were digging into my skin.

"Uh oh."

"Uh oh, indeed."

This time he side smirked and pulled me off the dance floor to the back of the club. "Bill, I...." He was undeniable hungry, leaving me breathless with no words left to speak, as his passionate kisses were signed, sealed and delivered to my mouth. They were wet but I fired him back anyway with my kisses. Our kisses were bizarrely wild from the last time, and he just couldn't stop, pressing his lips hard on mine, ignoring the fact he had stumbled onto a few people who were in line to get to the restroom.

The beast within him was longing to get out, oh how I want him for the night but the question is "..am i ready for it?"

October Rush for Tokio Hotel?

It's nearing to the end of the year and so, the speculation is running wild; are we really gonna believe that Tokio Hotel will eventually come out with an album before the year 2013 ends? ;O 

A lot of the Aliens has been quite patient, but some of them may have pulled up a white flag towards the band's slow progress of delivering a new album. 4 years in the making, *fingers crossed* helplessly hoping the band would put up something bizarre to woo us like they did last time with Humanoid. Despite of working their butt off with the new album, the twins somehow made the fandom think twice of putting a high expectation on getting served with a new album, 'SOON'! As Bill Kaulitz himself has promised, Tokio Hotel will make a comeback this year! Although, how can you possibly believe in that when 'this year' is about to be 'last year', soon?! Yes, when I meant by soon, it's not their infamous 'soon'-of-not-so-soon quote! Guess that their fab L.A life has eaten them whole and slyly hypnotizing them to leave the music world behind. No doubt, the fashion industry is calling out their names so often (considering that they have befriended with a clique of fashion entrepreneurs) that they might just venture into it, maybe in the future? Hopefully not soon.

However, a bunch of loyal Aliens has been keeping Tokio Hotel's name and pride, alive! with getting them to win an award for various nominations.Whether it's a threat for the boys to give something in return for their good deeds or the Aliens are just that awesome for making the band looked alive when they're actually dead at the moment, well certainly Tokio Hotel need to get back in action, fast! to prove that the long wait is considered as worth it! 

Tokio Hotel hasn't released an album since 2009 yet they keep winning awards. 
Germany's Tokio Hotel may have the most loyal fans in the world. The band currently sits atop MTV's EMA Biggest Fan contest having starting in first place never leaving. The list is no slouch with the Top 5 from 15 making the final cut including Justin Bieber, One Direction, Lady Gaga and 30 Seconds To Mars. What makes this even more extraordinary is the band hasn't released a new studio album since 2009 and they haven't been touring regularly for the last 2 years. 

Source: MTV News, Sep 30, 2013

Automatic.

Tears streaming down my eyes as my hands were on the wheels. The road was slippery but my car was at a very fast speed and I nearly skidded into a tree. I stopped the car immediately, trying my best to control my anger and sanity. I almost had the idea of killing myself in an accident, it could be as tragic as my love story. "Such a stupid act, I am better than this!" I tried to be strong but my heart just couldn't take it anymore. All the hurt, betrayal and broken promises, they ate me alive, it was far too dreadful for my heart to bear. Letting go of someone you love was the hardest decision ever but what if it was for the best? Love was always cruel to me. That was it, my last goodbye to a love once existed left me feeling broken ..maybe forever?

 

Bill: "Don´t be reckless with other people´s hearts. Don´t put up with people who are reckless with yours." - mary schmich june 1, 1997 #BTKapp

I woke up to the sound of myself singing, a high-pitched chorus of our first Humanoid's single alongside with a thumping thunder in the sky. Guess that, my evening nap was interrupted. Somehow, I felt a sharp pain in my heart of recalling the past. The dream was surreal, it came back reeling into my life without an invitation and that song I wrote just had to play as my soul was awaken to reality, how I hated this bizarre coincidence! I pulled the earphones away from my ears, wanting to stop the past from haunting my mind. But it was rather too late since my mind was already consumed by excruciating thoughts that I couldn't bear to handle, alas making me have a hatred feeling towards the four letter word, L-O-V-E.

"It's been 4 years." I heard Tom said out aloud.

My eyes were still shut tight but my mind was processing and it took about a few seconds for me to figure out the mystery between his lines. "Oh right. 4 years of Automatic." My fans may say it's an achievement but to me it was just a disappointment. Why did I even write it out as a song when the fact that it will only remind me of the pain shot by the one who broke my heart into pieces? Years have passed and yet, I'm still coping to live with a fragile heart. Some may say, I'm all fixed but why do I still feel broken? A single tear wet my cheek as I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened the eyelids, I wasn't sure whether I was crying or my eyes were just watery after that short nap.

"Oh Bill, were you sleeping?"
"Yeah, thanks for the alarm."
"You must have heard me, come on. Get your ass up, we're gonna celebrate, tonight!"

His face was radiant in excitement, even my own brother would want to celebrate our 4 years old Automatic. Again I'm not surprised, the single was indeed a hit. Who would ever thought it was meant to bring an old pain back for a stab? Oh wait, only me. No one in the band would actually felt the pain, they only gave the song, a life. The one who suffers all has got to me because it was originally written from my heart, reflecting the shattered pieces of me with a love I once had. Or perhaps, they have found the real meaning of love while I am still crawling to heal.

"Wake up, already! Go and get dress!"
 "Hey, okay okay!"

I finally got up and positioned myself to a sitting manner in my laziest gesture as Tom left our living room to join Ria in the kitchen who just came down from upstairs. He greeted Ria with a kiss and the way he looked her in the eyes with the feeling of love just burns a hole through my heart. I was feeling envious, not over Ria but Tom. That happy look on Tom's face I saw everyday, soothes my bruised heart little by little. If my twin could be happy when it comes to love, perhaps I could be happy too one day. Then again, my mind made me wonder, why can't I have happiness in love? Each time I've encounter one, pain was always being served, good enough to wreck my tainted heart even more. To my dismay, my soul was heavenly broken and I can't fix it.

"Bill, are you okay?"

Minutes gone by and Tom was sitting next to me, noticing him was a failure as I was lost in my deep thoughts for quite some time. I wanted to scream to his face, "don't you get it? I'm always in pain." But obviously, I didn't have the guts to even whisper the word out, it would only worries him. Instead I just carved a smile to let him know I was fine.

"Yeah, all good."

Little did everyone know, I smile to hide my pain and it slowly became automatic.

Oh, Bill!

“I came in like a wrecking ball, I never hit so hard in love …”

The perfect song to play on the radio, as I switched the channel after getting bored of radio VJs rattling on about what other celebs think of Miley Cyrus’ performance on the VMAs. Honestly, give it a rest. To be growing up in a spotlight is not easy, there’s not even a space to breathe. It’s like your stuck in a box, with eyes watching you with such scrutiny.

But why am I even talking about her, when my feelings ventured into the deepest part of my soul, where I locked that past of uncertainty and misfortune with chains and padlocks that even Houdini will find it difficult to unravel. This song; each word, each verse, has found its way to unlock that past of mine.

“Baby.”

“Yeah.”

A pair of concerning eyes pierced through me. I’ve never felt so confused in my life. To be engaged, yet how is that even blissful when your heart is on a certain verge of free falling. In love, yet with cracks in between.

A few nights ago, in the elevator that was when we first encountered after a few years and there was not a soul in with us.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

And that was it. It was enough to have my mind reliving the scene all over again whenever I’m travelling into my own thoughts. Which happens, quite so often lately. Oh no, I’m doing it again.

“Your spacing out again. Tell me, what’s wrong.”

Bill, what can I say about him? He is perfect. Apparently, all the X and Y mixed together perfectly to have this boy. He is tall, fair, and a man who knows how to dress. He has that face that you can stare all day till nightfall without getting bored. And he’s smile, yes. My, smile. A smile that can turn my world upside down. Too heavenly, a smile that could belong to an archangel. And, he’s German. Millions of girls are still mourning over his recently engaged titled. Imagine, tying the knot to a Rock Star. That doesn’t happen everyday for girls like me, seriously.

But, yes. There is a But. But, Bill is not Him.

BK Dirty Bass Series II: Turn up the Love

She glided her body sexily on me as the music were dancing to our ears. I've been dancing with her all night long and I had to admit, dancing is actually fun. Or should I say, she made it fun. I was indeed a robot on the dance floor, as my brother would always tease me judging by the fact of how my killer body would shake in a very slow motion to a very lively music. What a shame! Hence, I prefer to hang out at the booth more than actually shaking my ass under the colourful spotlights. It was from there, my eyes caught her on a particular night. She wasn't that wild with her moves but she was sexy enough to have grabbed my attention, swaying her body in a beautiful wave, like an alluring art painted on a plain white canvas and guilty as charged, I'm an absolute art lover. It surprised me that, how could others not fascinated over her? Always dancing alone every weekend, getting her body lost into the rhythm of music played in this favourite club of mine. She's like a great piece of art that nobody would even dare to touch or maybe more like Vincent van Gogh's The Starry Night, such exquisite masterpiece that none would be allowed to touch. Perhaps all of them were drunken heavily to have not noticed her. Although, I can tell that some men would rather choose a sluttier version of her to have fun and dance with. Her clothes was always sexy but in a decent way, compared to all the other girls who showed off a lot of their skin as much as possible. She didn't need to do much effort because whatever she's wearing, she will look just that sexy, especially to my eyes.

"Is it me or am I the only one who thinks she's like an angel at first class?" She seemed to be too precious, making me feel coward to get on my feet to approach her. It really got me, one night though as I couldn't see her anywhere in this club. I waited every weekend but misery was all I feel of not seeing her face again. I regretted on being such a coward and to have missed my chance to actually know a beautiful stranger. I've lost her. Hence, a party in honouring my stupidity was thrown. And how lucky was I to deserve a second chance when I saw her trapped in the middle of the packed dance floor. Did she come to laugh at me for being the stupid one here? I don't think so. All I could say, it's fate. I grinned big, looking like a clown but then my face turned horrifyingly panic as I saw her heading to the main door for an exit, I knew I just had to stop her and make her stay.

I avoided myself from talking while we were dancing intimately with each other. Was it even possible for a chatterbox like me to be all tongue-tied? I guess, I was still in quite of a shock to be slapped by the power of fate. Truthfully, a golden opportunity to feel and touch this masterpiece of art was good enough for me to turn off all the countless miseries in life that I have suffered all this while for just this one night. The current music pumped its last beat and I took her by the hand, pulled her away from the dance floor to my V.I.P booth. My friends were in a group discussion, sipping, getting drunk with the booze they ordered for the night and my twin brother, Tom was seen to being making out with his girlfriend at the corner, it was kinda disturbing but somehow, it gave me the idea to do the same thing to her as I grabbed her close and started to nuzzle under her neck with my deadly smooches. My kissing pattern grew wildly from her collarbone to her lips. As much as I hate to make this club as the spot of where I've kissed her for the first time, her lips was just too delicious for me to resist. She kissed me back passionately, and I pushed her to the couch to fired up the scene. She pursed her lips, waiting patiently for my next move. But then I came to my senses, "I don't want this." We were sober enough to know what could it lead to after this. I pulled her shoulder, motion her to stand up and she seemed confused.

"I have a better idea. Will you follow me?" I whispered to her ear, hoping she won't turn down my offer. She remained quiet but a smile was carved on her red lips. She then just nodded and I smiled back as her agreement filled up my happiness. I took her hand once again, making our way through the crowd and brought her outside using the back door. I called my driver to pick us up right away. He drove us to the nearest posh hotel that I have requested. I kept her hand tight onto mine as we exchanged smiles and stares, coyly. She looked so beautiful even in the darkness of night and I bet she would glow radiantly when the sun came up. Up on the hills, there was this beautiful hotel of where I've always stayed in just to admire the sunrise and sunset. I had my hopes high that she was really into me as how I was into her. I felt the sudden urge to bring her there, taking it as the first step to show her my world and the real me. The journey took about a few minutes for me and her to wasted it away with an utter silence but with a pinch of flirtiness that got our cheeks blushed red as our ride finally arrived on driveway of the hotel.

Room 483 was always and forever will be my favourite. I swiped the card to unlock my suite while my hand was on her waist and my lips was doing its work of magic on her lips. As the door opened, I took her into my temporary lair and pushed her back on the wall, pressing my lips even harder and gave the door a kick to close it for good. Privacy is surely a privilege. Simply dropping the access card of my suite from my hand to the floor as they went under her top and all over her sexy back. I stopped myself again before my fingers were tingling to unhook her bra. I just stared at her, deeply in the eyes and lure her with another invitation. "Come." She giggled and I could tell she was loving this love game I was playing with her.

I led her into the bedroom and as I have expected, she was in awe to see the view of the starry night sky through the sliding glass doors. "Wow, this is beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you, angel." She just leaned her head on my shoulder and we just stood there momentarily to gaze at the beautiful dark sky. We could stay like this for the whole night but I decided to continue of where I had left on, gently lay her down on the king-sized bed. She pulled that mesmerizing smile of hers again in order to seduce me. I took off my studded jacket and threw it on the floor. She bit her lips as my loose tank top was taken off right after, with her own beautiful hands. I could feel her soft touch as she traced the tattoo on my chest. "I love your tattoo." She said. And before she could make me weak on the knees with that familiar smile again, I kissed her lips immediately and pulled her top out from her torso. I crawled on top of her and at the same time, moving us from the end of the bed to the head. She seemed so delicate with her kisses while I was hungry like an animal. "Am I too desperate of wanting to have a one night stand with her?" My mind pondered and then, I stopped again. "I really like you but I don't know your name and this isn't me, not my style. I'm sorry." I sighed after apologizing over my animal-like behavior and let myself fall next to her on the spacious bed. She gave a peck kiss on my cheek and I had the feeling she would stand up and leave me there as I rejected myself from making love to her, were her next moves. But to my surprise, she laid her head on my washboard abs and grabbed my hand to play with my skeleton-tattooed fingers. "So, what do you want to know about me?"

I had fun talking to her all night, as we were getting to know each other, also, laughing together at any chances we could get. It lasted for quite some time until both of us fell asleep. I could not wait to see her face next thing in the morning. The ray of sunlight was shining gladly and it woke me up, only to a disappointment. She was gone and I've lost her again. I knew she would run, I mean which girl would actually want a guy who is a hopeless romantic and believes that sex without love is just nothing. I let out a big sigh and headed to the balcony through the sliding doors. The sun was rising as I took a puff on my cigarette, galloping myself with pain and a feeling of emptiness. I felt as if my soul was taken away.

"Good Morning, Bill."
I suddenly heard her, it was her voice, did she just come back or was I hallucinating? I dared myself to turn around, least expecting to see her standing there but my expectation became a reality. There she was, looking twice gorgeous under the sunlight and her magenta hair was glowing heavenly. Her torso was still half naked, revealing a sexy black lace lingerie she had worn since last night. She didn't leave me after all, to my amusement she must have dropped by the suite's pantry to make some coffee as they were two mugs held by her hands. Such a lovely morning it was, to be greeted with a smile from an angel that fell from heaven.

"Oh Mein Gott, I think I'm in love."

'K' for Kaulitz? ;O

How 'SOON' is now? 

Yes Aliens, the waiting err....isn't really over yet. But these boys are just full of surprises! For what is worth, the Sex Gotte of the band has just recently revealed a lil tit bits behind the new album. Not much to fill our hunger and satisfaction but at least, it's a little something than nothing at all. The scoop; the first letter to the title of the new album (as for now), with the 'oh so famous' big K letter as a clue! What else started with a 'K', other than Kaulitz? ;p Well, I guess the fandom couldn't help but to make a joke out of it since the band is highly focussing on the twins since forever! Obviously when Tom said it was a word started with a 'K', 'Kaulitz' will immediately popped up into your mind, right? Right. But then again, I don't think the twins would be selfish enough to name their new album with that delish sexy sirname of theirs. Hello, the Gs' are still alive as well as a part of the band! So scratch that, there are tons of other words you could find in the dictionary which started with 'K'. To make it interesting though, we tried to play a guessing game before the real title is finally exposed. Here are a few possibilities of the new album title that we came up with;

1. Kryptonite; 

Kryptonite is a fictional element from the Superman mythos, originating in the Superman radio show series. Despite the similar name, it has no connection to the real chemical element krypton. 

Talking about Tokio Hotel would always take us to another dimension since they are truly fascinated with all these outer space, extraterrestrial life! Kryptonite might just fit them, perhaps? Who knows Bill could be your new superman? ;p 

2. Kaleidoscope; 

a toy consisting of a tube containing mirrors and pieces of colored glass or paper, whose reflections produce changing patterns that are visible through an eyehole when the tube is rotated.

The word itself sounds unique, and assuming they were taking their new album to a whole new level, creating a new piece of art differ from the previous ones, changes in patterns (behold the various sounds of the new Tokio Hotel), hence the word, Kaleidoscope hits right on the spot! 

3. (K)ontroversy; 

disagreement, typically when prolonged, public, and heated. 

 No doubt, our boys especially the twins would always caused a controversy with their beyond extraordinary perspectives of life (which somehow would make the society brand them negatively). Controversy with a 'K', would only mean their new music is taking into a new direction, more rebellious, going against everything they were being labelled as, and Bill would be gladly stated 'f*** off, people' (as a hidden meaning) within every song! 

4. Killer; 

a person, animal, or thing that kills. 

A killer album is what we need from them! and indeed it's a killer album for us! Oh hell yeah, they've been killing us good already with the waiting so why not put the title with anything related to the word 'Kill'! 

5. (K)omeback; 

a return by a well-known person, esp. an entertainer or sports player, to the activity in which they have formerly been successful. 

Literally it means a new album, cheers to a comeback! (because they're Germans, the letter 'C' would always turned into a 'K', so every word started with a 'C' is a possible option if you can replace it with a 'K')

p/s: these assumptions originally came from the dictionary of our creative side of the brain ;)

Oh, Tom!

“Hey, I’m going out for a sec.”

Just a post-it on the side table with those words scribbled in such a scurried handwriting. And just like that, I never saw him again. He disappeared, like a scared little boy. Love, is a word that boy could never understand. Love, is foreign to him. But Love, is everything to me.

Distraught and fueled with fire, ready to charge, ready to pull a trigger, I felt every inch of my body trembled with such fury. That was the first wave of emotions after being used like a recycle bin. The second wave hits with no mercy, streams of tears, and a heart that ached a sea of misery. Lastly, the third wave; I let it go.

Three years later, there he is with an Ariel in his arms beaming with such happiness and it hit me; the word hypocrite tainted on his forehead. He told me, he could never fall in love, he could never settle with one girl but that was just petty lies isn’t it, Tom? I was fooled, yes.

Reviving the part where I did say love is everything to me, well I meant was. Silly, little girl thinking that fairytale love do exist, but can they co-exist with cheaters, liars, and snaked bastards like him? I don’t think so.

To end up marrying a man who’s name is even more famous than your own president, who’s traveled the world to consume fandom, who’s band is the most celebrated band in Germany, that is just a nightmare that your heart disguised as a dream because it will never come true unless, you are stepping on the same stone as him; a rockstar. Unlike me, I was just a fan who struck gold one night.

Though, save the salty pool of tears. Revenge is a sweet, silent killer that doesn’t involve a dead body but a series of unfortunate events and an unwanted happy ending. If Tom’s a cold blooded horrendous soul who “doesn’t” believe in love. There’s always a hopeless romantic version of him. A real life version, except with a little more wit and a little more good looks.

How does it feel, Tom to know your little brother is engaged to a girl you once told her she was your love at first sight? One week, that was all it took for us both to fall in love. Only one special day, for me to break you.

There it was a card delivered right in front of his doorstep.

 “You are Cordially Invited to …& Bill Kaulitz Trümper wedding.”

 Scratch the fact that I struck gold, I think I struck platinum.