The rain<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\n![\""The](\"https:\/\/dfg-lfa.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/The-rain-464x590.jpg\")
<\/a>by Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
memories:<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nmemories:
\nsome people might say you need to change
\nbut if i’m being frank, i don’t wanna change.
\ncause these memories are all i will have
\nif people might leave or decide to stay back.
\nthis life is all that i’ll have after all
\nso why should i decide to forget what once made me cry?
\nthese memories will help me on my way
\ntowards the end i can’t really stay
\nthe way i was when it all began.
\nlife sometimes just happens, right?<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
on wednesdays, we wear pink<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nwhen my alarm clock wakes me up on wednesday 6am
\nanother day begins on which i’m wearing pink.
\nif you refuse to do so, too
\nyou can’t sit with me.
\ngo and find another table
\nwhere your choice of clothing is fully up to you.
\nno matter if fuchsia or magenta
\nstrawberry or rosewood
\nwatermelon or bubblegum
\nsalmon or flamingo
\nwhat i’ll wear is to be found within this window.
\nevery week, something new and fetch is created, based on the topic.
\nwearing the same thing twice makes me thaasophobic.
\nthe plastics legacy lives on in me
\nas long as pink defines my tee.
\ncause fashion is a choice you make
\nand sometimes it’s a risk you take.
\nstill, pink is worn every wednesday
\nno matter what my friends say<\/p>\nby Rebecca Wilhelm<\/p>\n
\n<\/div>
The northern light<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nI exist in different colors
\nI’m green
\nI’m blue
\nI’m pink
\nNo matter in what color I appear
\nI shine and sparkle bright
\nIn the sky of the night
\nI am a northern light<\/p>\n\n<\/div>Likes; or a guarantee of worthiness<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nMonday, 6pm I click on post.
\nChecked the time where my followers browse the most.
\nMy dull eyes, locked on the screen
\nNo notification nowhere to be seen.
\n1 minute, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy palms and hands drowning in sweat
\n\u201cThey think I\u2019m ugly\u201d, I start to bet.
\n2 minutes, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy knees keep shaking, I can\u2019t control
\nAnxiety\u2019s eating me like a black hole.
\nThere! A little sign pops up on my display,
\nall of the sudden my worries go away.<\/p>\nby Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Your life<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nYour whole life
\nSomeone told you what to do
\nYour whole life
\nYou followed someone else\u00b4s orders
\nYour whole life
\nYou only did what made others happy
\nThis stops now
\nBreak free from whatever holds you back
\nStart living your life and do what you love
\nBe selfish for once and think about what you need
\nAnd what makes you happy
\nLive every day as if it were your last
\nLive to the fullest
\nBecause maybe
\nTomorrow you won\u00b4t get another chance to<\/p>\n
by Chiara Christiani<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Please, leave me<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nI should have never let you close to me
\nWhat happened to us on this summer night by the sea
\nI looked at you and tried you out
\nI loved the taste when I touched you with my mouth
\nHow crazy that I forgot you would kill me
\nOr that we would never be a he and she
\nHow crazy that I thought you could solve my problems
\nInstead they became even bigger
\nIn the technical world they would call you the trigger
\nI became addicted to you without noticing it
\nAs if you fall in love with a summer hit
\nNow I need you all the time around me
\nBut not because I love you, quite the opposite
\nI hate you, you ain’t worth more than shit.
\nWithout you life is torturing
\nWith you life is torturing
\nCigarette, oh cigarette, my dear,
\nI want you to disappear.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Moon<\/strong><\/h2>\n
\n
![\""The](\"https:\/\/dfg-lfa.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/The-rain.jpg\")
<\/a>by Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
memories:<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nmemories:
\nsome people might say you need to change
\nbut if i’m being frank, i don’t wanna change.
\ncause these memories are all i will have
\nif people might leave or decide to stay back.
\nthis life is all that i’ll have after all
\nso why should i decide to forget what once made me cry?
\nthese memories will help me on my way
\ntowards the end i can’t really stay
\nthe way i was when it all began.
\nlife sometimes just happens, right?<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
on wednesdays, we wear pink<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nwhen my alarm clock wakes me up on wednesday 6am
\nanother day begins on which i’m wearing pink.
\nif you refuse to do so, too
\nyou can’t sit with me.
\ngo and find another table
\nwhere your choice of clothing is fully up to you.
\nno matter if fuchsia or magenta
\nstrawberry or rosewood
\nwatermelon or bubblegum
\nsalmon or flamingo
\nwhat i’ll wear is to be found within this window.
\nevery week, something new and fetch is created, based on the topic.
\nwearing the same thing twice makes me thaasophobic.
\nthe plastics legacy lives on in me
\nas long as pink defines my tee.
\ncause fashion is a choice you make
\nand sometimes it’s a risk you take.
\nstill, pink is worn every wednesday
\nno matter what my friends say<\/p>\nby Rebecca Wilhelm<\/p>\n
\n<\/div>
The northern light<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nI exist in different colors
\nI’m green
\nI’m blue
\nI’m pink
\nNo matter in what color I appear
\nI shine and sparkle bright
\nIn the sky of the night
\nI am a northern light<\/p>\n\n<\/div>Likes; or a guarantee of worthiness<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nMonday, 6pm I click on post.
\nChecked the time where my followers browse the most.
\nMy dull eyes, locked on the screen
\nNo notification nowhere to be seen.
\n1 minute, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy palms and hands drowning in sweat
\n\u201cThey think I\u2019m ugly\u201d, I start to bet.
\n2 minutes, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy knees keep shaking, I can\u2019t control
\nAnxiety\u2019s eating me like a black hole.
\nThere! A little sign pops up on my display,
\nall of the sudden my worries go away.<\/p>\nby Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Your life<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nYour whole life
\nSomeone told you what to do
\nYour whole life
\nYou followed someone else\u00b4s orders
\nYour whole life
\nYou only did what made others happy
\nThis stops now
\nBreak free from whatever holds you back
\nStart living your life and do what you love
\nBe selfish for once and think about what you need
\nAnd what makes you happy
\nLive every day as if it were your last
\nLive to the fullest
\nBecause maybe
\nTomorrow you won\u00b4t get another chance to<\/p>\n
by Chiara Christiani<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Please, leave me<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nI should have never let you close to me
\nWhat happened to us on this summer night by the sea
\nI looked at you and tried you out
\nI loved the taste when I touched you with my mouth
\nHow crazy that I forgot you would kill me
\nOr that we would never be a he and she
\nHow crazy that I thought you could solve my problems
\nInstead they became even bigger
\nIn the technical world they would call you the trigger
\nI became addicted to you without noticing it
\nAs if you fall in love with a summer hit
\nNow I need you all the time around me
\nBut not because I love you, quite the opposite
\nI hate you, you ain’t worth more than shit.
\nWithout you life is torturing
\nWith you life is torturing
\nCigarette, oh cigarette, my dear,
\nI want you to disappear.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Moon<\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nmemories:
\nsome people might say you need to change
\nbut if i’m being frank, i don’t wanna change.
\ncause these memories are all i will have
\nif people might leave or decide to stay back.
\nthis life is all that i’ll have after all
\nso why should i decide to forget what once made me cry?
\nthese memories will help me on my way
\ntowards the end i can’t really stay
\nthe way i was when it all began.
\nlife sometimes just happens, right?<\/p>\n
\n<\/div>
on wednesdays, we wear pink<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nwhen my alarm clock wakes me up on wednesday 6am
\nanother day begins on which i’m wearing pink.
\nif you refuse to do so, too
\nyou can’t sit with me.
\ngo and find another table
\nwhere your choice of clothing is fully up to you.
\nno matter if fuchsia or magenta
\nstrawberry or rosewood
\nwatermelon or bubblegum
\nsalmon or flamingo
\nwhat i’ll wear is to be found within this window.
\nevery week, something new and fetch is created, based on the topic.
\nwearing the same thing twice makes me thaasophobic.
\nthe plastics legacy lives on in me
\nas long as pink defines my tee.
\ncause fashion is a choice you make
\nand sometimes it’s a risk you take.
\nstill, pink is worn every wednesday
\nno matter what my friends say<\/p>\nby Rebecca Wilhelm<\/p>\n
\n<\/div>
The northern light<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nI exist in different colors
\nI’m green
\nI’m blue
\nI’m pink
\nNo matter in what color I appear
\nI shine and sparkle bright
\nIn the sky of the night
\nI am a northern light<\/p>\n\n<\/div>Likes; or a guarantee of worthiness<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nMonday, 6pm I click on post.
\nChecked the time where my followers browse the most.
\nMy dull eyes, locked on the screen
\nNo notification nowhere to be seen.
\n1 minute, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy palms and hands drowning in sweat
\n\u201cThey think I\u2019m ugly\u201d, I start to bet.
\n2 minutes, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy knees keep shaking, I can\u2019t control
\nAnxiety\u2019s eating me like a black hole.
\nThere! A little sign pops up on my display,
\nall of the sudden my worries go away.<\/p>\nby Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Your life<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nYour whole life
\nSomeone told you what to do
\nYour whole life
\nYou followed someone else\u00b4s orders
\nYour whole life
\nYou only did what made others happy
\nThis stops now
\nBreak free from whatever holds you back
\nStart living your life and do what you love
\nBe selfish for once and think about what you need
\nAnd what makes you happy
\nLive every day as if it were your last
\nLive to the fullest
\nBecause maybe
\nTomorrow you won\u00b4t get another chance to<\/p>\n
by Chiara Christiani<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Please, leave me<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nI should have never let you close to me
\nWhat happened to us on this summer night by the sea
\nI looked at you and tried you out
\nI loved the taste when I touched you with my mouth
\nHow crazy that I forgot you would kill me
\nOr that we would never be a he and she
\nHow crazy that I thought you could solve my problems
\nInstead they became even bigger
\nIn the technical world they would call you the trigger
\nI became addicted to you without noticing it
\nAs if you fall in love with a summer hit
\nNow I need you all the time around me
\nBut not because I love you, quite the opposite
\nI hate you, you ain’t worth more than shit.
\nWithout you life is torturing
\nWith you life is torturing
\nCigarette, oh cigarette, my dear,
\nI want you to disappear.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Moon<\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nwhen my alarm clock wakes me up on wednesday 6am
\nanother day begins on which i’m wearing pink.
\nif you refuse to do so, too
\nyou can’t sit with me.
\ngo and find another table
\nwhere your choice of clothing is fully up to you.
\nno matter if fuchsia or magenta
\nstrawberry or rosewood
\nwatermelon or bubblegum
\nsalmon or flamingo
\nwhat i’ll wear is to be found within this window.
\nevery week, something new and fetch is created, based on the topic.
\nwearing the same thing twice makes me thaasophobic.
\nthe plastics legacy lives on in me
\nas long as pink defines my tee.
\ncause fashion is a choice you make
\nand sometimes it’s a risk you take.
\nstill, pink is worn every wednesday
\nno matter what my friends say<\/p>\n
by Rebecca Wilhelm<\/p>\n
\n<\/div>
The northern light<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n
\nI exist in different colors
\nI’m green
\nI’m blue
\nI’m pink
\nNo matter in what color I appear
\nI shine and sparkle bright
\nIn the sky of the night
\nI am a northern light<\/p>\n\n<\/div>Likes; or a guarantee of worthiness<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nMonday, 6pm I click on post.
\nChecked the time where my followers browse the most.
\nMy dull eyes, locked on the screen
\nNo notification nowhere to be seen.
\n1 minute, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy palms and hands drowning in sweat
\n\u201cThey think I\u2019m ugly\u201d, I start to bet.
\n2 minutes, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy knees keep shaking, I can\u2019t control
\nAnxiety\u2019s eating me like a black hole.
\nThere! A little sign pops up on my display,
\nall of the sudden my worries go away.<\/p>\nby Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Your life<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nYour whole life
\nSomeone told you what to do
\nYour whole life
\nYou followed someone else\u00b4s orders
\nYour whole life
\nYou only did what made others happy
\nThis stops now
\nBreak free from whatever holds you back
\nStart living your life and do what you love
\nBe selfish for once and think about what you need
\nAnd what makes you happy
\nLive every day as if it were your last
\nLive to the fullest
\nBecause maybe
\nTomorrow you won\u00b4t get another chance to<\/p>\n
by Chiara Christiani<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Please, leave me<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nI should have never let you close to me
\nWhat happened to us on this summer night by the sea
\nI looked at you and tried you out
\nI loved the taste when I touched you with my mouth
\nHow crazy that I forgot you would kill me
\nOr that we would never be a he and she
\nHow crazy that I thought you could solve my problems
\nInstead they became even bigger
\nIn the technical world they would call you the trigger
\nI became addicted to you without noticing it
\nAs if you fall in love with a summer hit
\nNow I need you all the time around me
\nBut not because I love you, quite the opposite
\nI hate you, you ain’t worth more than shit.
\nWithout you life is torturing
\nWith you life is torturing
\nCigarette, oh cigarette, my dear,
\nI want you to disappear.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Moon<\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nI exist in different colors
\nI’m green
\nI’m blue
\nI’m pink
\nNo matter in what color I appear
\nI shine and sparkle bright
\nIn the sky of the night
\nI am a northern light<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Likes; or a guarantee of worthiness<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nMonday, 6pm I click on post.
\nChecked the time where my followers browse the most.
\nMy dull eyes, locked on the screen
\nNo notification nowhere to be seen.
\n1 minute, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy palms and hands drowning in sweat
\n\u201cThey think I\u2019m ugly\u201d, I start to bet.
\n2 minutes, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy knees keep shaking, I can\u2019t control
\nAnxiety\u2019s eating me like a black hole.
\nThere! A little sign pops up on my display,
\nall of the sudden my worries go away.<\/p>\nby Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Your life<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nYour whole life
\nSomeone told you what to do
\nYour whole life
\nYou followed someone else\u00b4s orders
\nYour whole life
\nYou only did what made others happy
\nThis stops now
\nBreak free from whatever holds you back
\nStart living your life and do what you love
\nBe selfish for once and think about what you need
\nAnd what makes you happy
\nLive every day as if it were your last
\nLive to the fullest
\nBecause maybe
\nTomorrow you won\u00b4t get another chance to<\/p>\n
by Chiara Christiani<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Please, leave me<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\nI should have never let you close to me
\nWhat happened to us on this summer night by the sea
\nI looked at you and tried you out
\nI loved the taste when I touched you with my mouth
\nHow crazy that I forgot you would kill me
\nOr that we would never be a he and she
\nHow crazy that I thought you could solve my problems
\nInstead they became even bigger
\nIn the technical world they would call you the trigger
\nI became addicted to you without noticing it
\nAs if you fall in love with a summer hit
\nNow I need you all the time around me
\nBut not because I love you, quite the opposite
\nI hate you, you ain’t worth more than shit.
\nWithout you life is torturing
\nWith you life is torturing
\nCigarette, oh cigarette, my dear,
\nI want you to disappear.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>
Moon<\/strong><\/h2>\n
Monday, 6pm I click on post. by Franziska Biber<\/p>\n\n<\/div> Your whole life by Chiara Christiani<\/p>\n\n<\/div> I should have never let you close to me
\nChecked the time where my followers browse the most.
\nMy dull eyes, locked on the screen
\nNo notification nowhere to be seen.
\n1 minute, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy palms and hands drowning in sweat
\n\u201cThey think I\u2019m ugly\u201d, I start to bet.
\n2 minutes, zero likes<\/em>
\nMy knees keep shaking, I can\u2019t control
\nAnxiety\u2019s eating me like a black hole.
\nThere! A little sign pops up on my display,
\nall of the sudden my worries go away.<\/p>\nYour life<\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nSomeone told you what to do
\nYour whole life
\nYou followed someone else\u00b4s orders
\nYour whole life
\nYou only did what made others happy
\nThis stops now
\nBreak free from whatever holds you back
\nStart living your life and do what you love
\nBe selfish for once and think about what you need
\nAnd what makes you happy
\nLive every day as if it were your last
\nLive to the fullest
\nBecause maybe
\nTomorrow you won\u00b4t get another chance to<\/p>\nPlease, leave me<\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nWhat happened to us on this summer night by the sea
\nI looked at you and tried you out
\nI loved the taste when I touched you with my mouth
\nHow crazy that I forgot you would kill me
\nOr that we would never be a he and she
\nHow crazy that I thought you could solve my problems
\nInstead they became even bigger
\nIn the technical world they would call you the trigger
\nI became addicted to you without noticing it
\nAs if you fall in love with a summer hit
\nNow I need you all the time around me
\nBut not because I love you, quite the opposite
\nI hate you, you ain’t worth more than shit.
\nWithout you life is torturing
\nWith you life is torturing
\nCigarette, oh cigarette, my dear,
\nI want you to disappear.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>Moon<\/strong><\/h2>\n