About Maincoon

I´m an amateur-photoshopper! hahaha
I am crazy, I love Linkin Park, I adore Brad Delson and I give a shit about what others think about me...okay I hate it, and I got angry as hell if someone pisses me off ( for example calling me b*tch etc.), but let´s say, I try to look like I don´t care...
What else can I say about me? Hm...oh of course...I can sleep about 12-14 hours a day ( at the weekend -.-)
When this began (somewhere I belong)
[I was] Afraid to say what was on my mind (hit the floor)
I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard (faint),
And I’d give it all away (my december)
[because] I won't be ignored (faint)
Now I'm trapped in this memory (with you)
I feel it everyday (part of me)
Like there was something I missed (my december)
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface (crawling)
I feel it swell up inside (part of me)
I keep it locked up inside (and one)
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head (papercut)
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within (papercut)
I’m not the only person with these things in mind (somwhere I belong)
you feel like you’ve been touched by something angelic (part of me)
Under a sky of dust (run away)
I find a place to rest ( a place for my head)
Just to have somewhere to go to (my december)
[I found a band called Linkin Park, I found what I wanted all along. A place to rest, it is in my mind...When the music turns on, I close my eyes to see the world I created. And what I see is my own paradise, that awakes every night. And when I open my eyes again the sky of dust is gone and I´m looking into the eyes of 6 men working all day long and I just wanna say THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING]
Sometimes I wonder why this is happening (Figure 09)
