This song on repeat.
Inhaling melody.
Exhaling beat.
Until I slowly fall asleep.

Close your eyes.

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Shit, you know I’m not the kind for a long distance thing
I am too much of a tease and I need to see my king
but on days like these I just gotta face it
you are my main sqeeze, I’m just not ready to embrace it
I wanna be with you and think of you like all the time
I wanna follow you around the world and make you mine
I wanna breathe you, taste you, feel your light
nothing compares to you around me, to you inside
you light up my world and I’m afraid that you might
be the only damn thing that I’ll love until I die
damn I really wish, that summer was a guy

L.

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picture by Kartini van Aalst

Before Mr. Taylor taught the world to play;
Before fiberglass;
Before parquet;
Before the word “Doctor” was spelled with a “J”;
And ballrooms were ballcourts where the renaissance played;
Before the hype and before the dunk;
After the rhythm but before the funk;
Before the money and before the fame;
Before new and old school;
Before school had a name;
It was only a ball and the soul of the game

by Kevin Tenglin&Lance Jensen

A big THANK YOU to ALL the photographers that captured the love and the energy of the weekend. It’s been almost a week and still new pictures keep coming everyday……these memories are priceless. Let’s make some more soon.

pics and video after the jump Read more »

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Two girls on the train

watching the rain

playing a game.

It goes by the name

‘Never restrain

the ways of your brain’

Would you give up walking if you were able to fly instead?

Would you give up your eye sight or your sense of smell if you had to choose?

You have sex with one of the guys in this cabin or all of us die.Take your pick. (tough one )

What happens behind closed doors in Iran and China?

(In situations where people are repressed, the logical and usual consequence is rebellion…..and when you are not allowed to speak your mind freely, we can only imagine what a hell of a good time they have behind closed doors….yea right…we heard of those iranian home parties over here in Germany )

Why is it so hard to let the stupid guys go and why do you realise how much you like the nice one only when he’s acting stupid?

Is it possible to be in love with a dead person ?

Hair-girl,leg-girl or booty-girl?

Is the food at Cha-Cha really fresh made ? We doubt it.

What are you willing to sacrifice to be true to youself?

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I don't know if it's possible to ever get fully over the pain of

losing someone you loved.

Maybe I will one day.

Nothing matters 

there's Nothing to think about

Nothing to cry and yell about

Nothing to talk and dream about

there's Nothing left

Nothing.at least.

I hold on to the Nothing

that you left me

Nothing is all I got

it's everything

I can't let my Nothing go

just to realise that I am empty since you've been gone 

Nothing.at least.

at least Nothing

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