Holy Shit. Be Loved was it called, the Night that we do not remember but never forget. Cocaine & Sachertorte on top or our crazy heads, 60-euro Champagne in our hands, to the blood danced toes inside the forever-high heels. Hingetuks me end tantsida suudame veel, sellest saab meie suvi.
Just go with the flow. Just feel the beat for 6 hours. And they had a full on Beyonce's playlist with all the new songs. Carreeiizy. Surrounded with big dicks and small dicks, guys from military with six packs and gentlemen. And yet, all there for one and only one reason - not to go home alone. Even if it means dancing until 7 am, dancing inside the fountain, dancing until the sun rises and then until the city wakes up for the next day. Obviously they all had in their pants and in their pockets, all what was missing was the head part hahaha.
Oh Lord. Ich bin Sprachlos. Es war ur Geiiiill.
Bitch , Please. Get Out of the Way.
Forever and Ever Yours
M&L&S
