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Note: For all of you that can hear, imagine the music to this. It won't be what I'm playing, but since I can't upload it, it's the only way. And pictures. I could upload pictures, but I would have to find them first. So it's only words.
Imagine a short film or something.

Morning at the Harbour
Inspired by this.
Scene and Music by Lara BischoffSlow ( Read more... )

First I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side
But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry onSo far it had been the best night of her eighteen year old live. A first real date with a wonderful guy. A romantic movie with happy end. A playful walk through ( Read more... )

I think: How do I look? Do I look good ( Read more... )

Oh, there is a lot ( Read more... )

Mostly I play or listen to music ( Read more... )

I need to forgive Herrn Kröger. He was my clarinet teacher until last semester ( Read more... )

I don't think I ever had serious self-doubt. There were times I doubted that I would be a musician. But that wasn't because of self-doubt. I just wasn't sure yet. Maybe I thought I wasn't good enough for that. But so what? I was still at school and had plenty of time to find out what I wanted to be ( Read more... )

Most people wish that I were completely in their world ( Read more... )

If you could find out one single fact about every person you met, what fact would you want to know, and why?There are two things. And I can't decide which one to take ( Read more... )