Spiegel - Erlebnisse und gleich drei an der Zahl von dieser speziellen Sorte in meinem bisherigen Leben
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Der fürchterlich tragische und dennoch lächerliche Soy Luna - Skandal
Das sind für meinen Geschmack bereits zu viele, auch wenn sie mir zeigen, dass ich doch nicht so verkehrt geraten sein kann.
Mirror - experiences and three in number of this special kind in my life so far
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The terribly tragic yet ridiculous Soy Luna scandal
That's already too many for my taste, even if they show me that I can't be that wrong after all.
It's one thing to like someone, but quite another to be reflected in them.
Personally, I actually know very well how to distinguish between an acting role and a private person, but now I have the ever-growing problem that more and more remarkable, astonishing similarities between Ruggero P. and me are appearing, it's really strange and is becoming more and more strange, I'm not looking for it at all afterwards, but just stumble upon these things by accident when watching some videos I downloaded from a playlist at one point.
Previously I related this reflection solely to his roles, but now I don't know where to stuff it either. How is that to be classified? Maybe he's also a little emotional cleaning devil like me, who knows? After all, it has to come from somewhere. Seriously, I can tell right away when someone isn't feeling well, is angry with me or something else is wrong and I have to fix it immediately. Just look at my contribution to "Apenas Son las 12" or "Si tu no estas". What the dog's nose is, my incredibly developed, highly sensitive emotional world is to me. This is most likely why I am so extremely susceptible to these mirror experiences. Ha, maybe I should be called Lassie.
I'd like to find out what might be similar aside from the art (singing, songwriting, acting, dancing, writing), all loose and fluffy, because I find it kind of funny. So until now, just by accident, I'm not looking for it, I've discovered the following similarities, some of them are reversed though:
We both ate a company of clowns for breakfast. That is probably clear. For me it's my left ear that doesn't work very well, isn't it funny? Although my sister is significantly older than me, a marginal 9 years to be exact, I am the taller one. I can proudly say that I was a member of a girl band for a whole day. Not everyone can show that either, even if the happy existence only lasted for one day, due to the lack of stamina of the other band members, a pity, it was just the completely wrong school for me. They also taught, believe it or not, a carnival party, it's all in the blog, it's hard to believe. If you think about it, I was also named after my grandmother, but that wasn't intentional. I always tell the truth because I can't lie. I then immediately start to grin and look away coyly, besides, it's far too exhausting for me and I hate lying. Telling the truth is a lot easier than making up any tall tales and fuels nothing more than trouble and heartache. Skydiving & Co. is definitely a lot of fun, but it's far too dangerous for me. On the one hand I would like to fly and on the other hand I am extremely afraid of heights. Heaven, how does that fit together? Is he afraid of heights too? Well, maybe that has improved for me in the meantime, after all I sleep in a bunk bed, that could be the case. Besides, it's way too exhausting for me and I hate lying. Telling the truth is a lot easier than making up any tall tales and fuels nothing more than trouble and heartache. Skydiving & Co. is definitely a lot of fun, but it's far too dangerous for me. On the one hand I would like to fly and on the other hand I am extremely afraid of heights. Heaven, how does that fit together? Is he afraid of heights too? Well, maybe that has improved for me in the meantime, after all I sleep in a bunk bed, that could be the case. Besides, it's way too exhausting for me and I hate lying. Telling the truth is a lot easier than making up any tall tales and fuels nothing more than trouble and heartache. Skydiving & Co. is definitely a lot of fun, but it's far too dangerous for me. On the one hand I would like to fly and on the other hand I am extremely afraid of heights. Heaven, how does that fit together? Is he afraid of heights too? Well, maybe that has improved for me in the meantime, after all I sleep in a bunk bed, that could be the case. On the one hand I would like to fly and on the other hand I am extremely afraid of heights. Heaven, how does that fit together? Is he afraid of heights too? Well, maybe that has improved for me in the meantime, after all I sleep in a bunk bed, that could be the case. On the one hand I would like to fly and on the other hand I am extremely afraid of heights. Heaven, how does that fit together? Is he afraid of heights too? Well, maybe that has improved for me in the meantime, after all I sleep in a bunk bed, that could be the case.
If I'm not familiar with a song text or can't think of it at the moment, I also sing some fancy words. I did that as a small child when I sang a French song with my sister and kept doing it, unfortunately it is all the more difficult to learn the right words when this gibberish is on your lips.
Well, I haven't yet managed to leave a cinema prematurely because the film didn't appeal to me and I think the film should be given a chance to prove itself. However, you don't know what kind of movie it was either. If I had seen "In my skin" in the cinema, for example, I would most likely have run out screaming. Heaven, apple tree and twine, it was so disgusting!!! But I have complained several times about defects in items. After all, you pay for it and then you have to be completely satisfied. Otherwise you should prefer to follow the motto "You don't look a gift horse in the mouth". And I once wanted to complain to a restaurant because I found a hair in my food. Since my dad asked me to shut up, I ate around it. But I found it really disgusting and not wearable at all. Why are there hair nets? Of course, it would also be quite possible that the mishap happened to the waiter, but as I said, bäääh!!!
I need a lot of sleep, but I'm not a sleepyhead like Karol, and I'm also not healthy at all. It's really a waste of my precious time for that. I get annoyed about it every time I sleep so extremely long, because otherwise you run the risk of oversleeping your life.
On a lonely island I would definitely take music and someone who makes me laugh. However, I would first have to find the same on the mainland in order to be able to pack it for the trip. The fact is that it would be too lonely and far too boring for me there alone. a comb? - Mhim, better a brush so you don't look so disheveled or better a pillow? - I can't make up my mind, so I want to use my telephone joker. The best thing would be to pack his entire house. You just stuff the people you want with you. Then nothing is missing and I could keep banging around on the keyboard. Ha, I just remembered that it would actually be much more appropriate and sensible to pack at least one toothbrush for each person. Surely that's allowed, right?
Regarding the questions about whether they sniff their underwear or how often they shower, I better refrain from a detailed comment, because sorry, but that's not the way to ask such questions. I thought I had misheard. That went massively below the belt and I have no idea how far something like this is supposed to be relevant. They might as well have asked how often they brush their teeth or how often they use the toilet. In any case, I can't remember that the series title is "Soy Luna - The one who showers, brushes his teeth and sniffs his underwear the most often achieves his dreams". This really doesn't concern anyone in the slightest, foreign shame - alarm. Who thinks up something like that? Who comes up with such bullshit ideas? Can't you veto that, along the lines of "I don't answer such stupid questions as a matter of principle"?
There we go again, we've gotten to the point with my numerous reasons why I decidedly prefer this to showbiz, even if it's an insanely rocky road. Yes, if I could just get thin or even run away when I feel like it and everything gets too much for me, then I would be there right away. Where's the party? But under these circumstances you could give it to me and I would decline with thanks, no way, unfortunately. It is extremely unfortunate and sad that this is the case. It must also be possible to make one's voice heard in other ways. I just need it, my personal safety distance, like Ramallo, only with the difference that I need it from all of humanity in order not to run the risk of falling under any wheels or trains, of being obtained, etc. pp
Unfortunately, I'm also a total family man and romantic, far too much and if I wasn't ready to fight for love, I wouldn't have played along with this monkey business for 6 years, hoping that it would one day reveal the truth to me. Well, hopefully that's something I've completely weaned myself from in a private sense. For that consequently brought nothing but grief and a sea of tears. You really can't use that, especially not if you want to make some progress and have a lot of catching up to do. Dishonest, cowardly people who are not willing to step out of their personal comfort zone and jump over their shadow are terrible. Even the most beautiful song in the whole world is of no use, unless you are sure that it reaches that person as well, rather than gossip about it to the world at large while leaving that one special person in the dark. Well, now I'm just emulating him and see what happens, whether someone will take pity on me and finally enlighten me. Because he didn't finish it. So his song "I'ma fool for you" speaks to my soul.
Both of our last names end with the exact same letter. We originally wanted to name our pet Leonardo, which happens to be his brother's name, because the saleswoman announced "We didn't give him a name", because of that. Cheating seems to be the order of the day there. Oh, if only I had such a useful harp, like DuckTales - "You swindle, swindle, swindle".
I also eat almost everything except animals. Ha, people are my favorite food and no, I'm not afraid of avocados, even after the Halloween video. Because avocado cream is really delicious. That was guaranteed to be overdone for television and he must have simply eaten a dish and he didn't like the avocados. In any case, I don't believe in the old wives' tale with the video.
I would be completely lost with the answer to the question of what I don't like. Well, at first I found ginger disgusting, when my mom put ginger cubes in the food and everything tasted like soap. I know what I'm talking about because I took a tiny sip of soapy water once, thinking it was banana milk. But then I drank ginger tea and got used to the taste. However, I don't like the combo with honey. Well, I really have a full-blown problem. They might invite me to their cooking experiment and then immediately uninvite me because I couldn't think of anything. I would have to lie and cheat. As a matter of principle, I don't do that, with the exception of class tests at school. Please don't let my former teachers hear this, but I spread out the cheat sheet in my pencil case and placed my pens right over it. No one ever noticed as I just had to fetch a pen to read it. The trick with the pencil case is certainly not new and already has such an endlessly long beard. But I do think that the slip of paper will be used as carpeting. But psssst, dear children, you don't cheat!!! I think so that the note is used as a carpet. But psssst, dear children, you don't cheat!!! I think so that the note is used as a carpet. But psssst, dear children, you don't cheat!!!
When I was very little, I didn't like mushrooms, olives and capers. However, that is no longer the case, because taste is a matter of getting used to. Mhim, tough nut, scalded rice I've never liked. But none of us like that, except my mom. Even the best cook couldn't change anything because I wouldn't eat it with these ingredients anyway. Maybe I should just try it with vegetable broth. After all, it also tastes very good with oatmeal. Speaking of which, we were all recently deflowered together with elderflowers - elderflowers with pancake batter - superb, magnifique, terrific. I am also always determined to try something new, also culinary. What the farmer doesn't know, he doesn't eat, I don't have it.
I wouldn't agree with the cheese thing at all. But every time I eat it, I have to think about it now, thank you so much. How did he come up with "rat", why didn't he say little mouse? We both look younger than we actually are and have infectious, infectious smiles. O ur mime game is very distinctive.
I was 19 in the said photo of my apology letter. No one believes me. He was also floored when he asked me my age. I could now play in a teen series. That would not be noticeable at all. But I'm happy with it because at least it suits my behavior and I really hope this happiness will last for a very long time.
My glass is always half full and never half empty. I always try to look at everything from a positive perspective. It seems he is also an optimist through and through. I also don't have a driver's license, although I assume that he will have caught up on that by now. And if he actually carries the WVG - The World - Improvement - gene, then I don't know what to do anymore. See, I almost forgot about the shyness aspect.
He quipped in an interview game, "After all, you only have two legs," which referred to a huge assortment of pants, and I said to my mom when I saw her company of shoes, "You can never have them all at the same time dress, don't you only have two feet, or are you a centipede and you haven't told us the whole time? Speak up!"
We both seem to have an intact parental home, which unfortunately cannot be taken for granted.
Our taste in music also seems to be similar. His cover songs, above all "Loco Enamorado", but also "Tutto per una Ragione" (I like the aspect of singing the rest in Spanish and I like his jacket, I would wear it too), "Será que no me amas" and "Vente pa' ca", I like the benches exceptionally well. Whereby I like the latter and penultimate version even a bit more. I was completely unfamiliar with everything beforehand, but otherwise they would definitely have been among my favorites. The other songs, with the exception of "Aunque Estés Con Él" by the Abraham Mateo (who looks a lot like Orlando Bloom in my opinion) well, I don't think they're that great, although they're not bad. I don't want to say that. I think the original video clip for "Loco Enamorado" is just as great, yes top notch. It reminds me of "Fast and the Furious", "Ich steh auf dich" (Latino) and "Race" (Bollywood). I think a video clip has to fulfill the task of telling a story and supporting the lyrics as well as the sound. It just has to fit and go hand in hand, like in a musical. Yes, this genre uses many different music styles and therefore probably finds my monster-like pleasure. That's just how I am, I like a song from there and then one by a completely different artist, a completely different style of music, such as the "Jeanny" cover version by Axel One. It doesn't really correspond to my style of music at all, but a little bit. It's the mixture that counts, just like the dose makes a poison. I really like eating pizza and pasta, but it would be too monotonous for me every day. On top of that, I would be thrown out of the limelight, would no longer have to walk, but could simply roll through life and my health would certainly send me a thank you letter. I wouldn't want to celebrate Christmas every day either. No artist should, in my opinion, swim around in his own cocoa forever, but also occasionally break out and try out other, new, also crazy, maybe "Mad Hatter-style" things.
And I seem to like some of Ruggero's songs, such as "Apenas Las 12", "Si tu no estas", "Puede" and "Probalemente". He can really pride himself on that, that I like several of his songs at the same time. Normally I'm always disappointed, first huiii and then "pfuiii" when I really like a song and then I look up what else the artist has done or even blindly buy an album from him. Boredom spreads through me when no one yells in a neat way, just like I recently told my parents out of the blue at lunch that I'd be dancing on the table right away and that they'd better put their plates to safety, otherwise my feet would still get in land their food. I just felt like this and everyone laughed, although I didn't follow through on the threat because our table couldn't have withstood it. Jokes enough, that means our tastes in music are actually going in the same or at least a similar direction. Signs and wonders might still happen, should there really be people who think and feel like me.
I like special, unusual things and that apparently applies to almost all areas, clothes (cool, playful, dreamy in pastel shades, sometimes a little gothic style and then colorful, cheeky and funny), food, jokes, Music, video clips, texts, films (everything is represented there), ... Always nice and fast and not in the old routine is my motto. I'm always picking on my stuff. But I'm sure it'll work better when I've got a clear head. Normal things are too boring for me, what should I do besides standing on my head and laughing? I can't do the first anyway.
On top of that, I noticed that we share a bad habit. We both stick our tongues out sometimes. My dad always has fun with it (think doll). No, no, much to my parents' chagrin, I've had this habit since I was very little. They always say angrily "Put your rags in!" or indicate, when they are in a good mood, that they want to pull down their pants. It always varies a bit, depending on the mood. Sometimes they also react as follows with "Not so cheeky", whereupon I of course, after thinking three times, immediately and without much ado, nail them with the words "Ah, so I can be cheeky" and they shake their heads eagerly.
I´ll probably never take them off because I find it really funny, although it is not exactly the fine English way, and therefore my manners leave a great deal to be desired.
Does all this still come off as a cowhide and is it all right? That is like bewitched, really great!!! Yes, is that a possibility? I'm always amazed and shake my head in disbelief. If that becomes common, you'll just see me shaking my head and then maybe I can perform with it in the circus - not the one who dances with the wolf, but the one who can never stop shaking her head. That would be something, the attraction of the century.
Our songs too, his "Ya Fue" and my "Pack your mobile phone right away - it's not worth filming disaster" have something crucial in common, namely irony, only with the difference that I immediately refer to it within the song "No, out of ugh, don't do it, sit, down" because it's not an episodic project like his.
Ah, I can think of another funny similarity between his "Vente pa ca" video and my "Das Liebeslied" video. My parrot trilled by accident next door at the beginning and birdsong can be heard at the beginning and end of his video. I don't know if that was intentional in his video, but it's really cute. They just want a piece of the cake. I'm a bird too. Ha, does Ricky Martin basically count to three in his songs or does it just seem that way to me?
Sure, there's a lot to talk about when the day is long, but these are facts.
I think that's quite a lot now, kind of creepy, just find it fun to see if there's more to come (Hopefully none of the bad stuff, I'd really feel sorry for him. Such a disaster - Flood I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, especially the heartbreaking family tragedy that had to happen on my birthday of all days.) or whether those little things are already done.
Here's another stark contrast for a change, I don't even know how to post on Instagram. What do you have to do there, stand on your head and laugh? Or can you only upload photos and videos there? It's really embarrassing, but it hadn't really mattered to me before. I sometimes feel as if I came from another time. Maybe I've traveled back in time and don't know anything about it.
To top it all off, a highly mysterious scandal story seems to tie us together, only with the difference that it was all done neatly behind my back and concocted. I'm not going to make big speculations about the Soy Luna Cast drama story, not taking sides directly with anyone. I'm not entitled to that. The matter is completely beyond my knowledge, even if the net is full of any allegations. If details were entrusted to me, I would certainly not divulge them and certainly not post any scandalous videos. But you know that, how is it called? "Get to know people because they are changeable. Those who call themselves friends today will talk about you tomorrow". So just this much - wouldn't it be a lot more likely that he saw her as a little sister? After all, they are said to have given themselves the nicknames Baloo and Mowgli. You can also stroke a little sister's arm. Maybe she wasn't feeling well. That looked exactly like it to me, the way she was hanging in the chair and reminds me of the story between Mirabella and her childhood friend when he laid his head on her lap and she stroked his hair. This brings with it a close bond. Unfortunately, he misunderstood her completely. He revoltedly assumed, even imagined, that she had given him a free pass to grope her and rip off her bath towel. Maybe she wasn't feeling well. That looked exactly like it to me, the way she was hanging in the chair and reminds me of the story between Mirabella and her childhood friend when he laid his head on her lap and she stroked his hair. This brings with it a close bond. Unfortunately, he misunderstood her completely. He revoltedly assumed, even imagined, that she had given him a free pass to grope her and rip off her bath towel. Maybe she wasn't feeling well. That looked exactly like it to me, the way she was hanging in the chair and reminds me of the story between Mirabella and her childhood friend when he laid his head on her lap and she stroked his hair. This brings with it a close bond. Unfortunately, he misunderstood her completely. He revoltedly assumed, even imagined, that she had given him a free pass to grope her and rip off her bath towel. Unfortunately, he misunderstood her completely. He revoltedly assumed, even imagined, that she had given him a free pass to grope her and rip off her bath towel. Unfortunately, he misunderstood her completely. He revoltedly assumed, even imagined, that she had given him a free pass to grope her and rip off her bath towel.
In addition, pet names are also used in a very close friendship, such as sweetheart, spatzi, bunny, dear, mouse or the like, similar to a family environment. You don't often say "he's practically part of the family" for nothing. My friends' parents also asked me to use the first name for them. When a boy meets a girl, it's not a date or a rendezvous, it's just normal friendship. I seriously consider that. I can't believe he played with her feelings, not on purpose anyway. You can also love two or more people. However, the emotional chaos is then perfect. But true friendship is also a form of love. However, it's also possible that she completely misinterpreted everything. In this case, on the other hand, he would have had to hold back extremely and give her a clean slate. He would have had this duty and obligation. But maybe he acted the same way, who knows? This is beyond our knowledge and it is statement against statement.
If the music were a person, it would hardly be able to save itself from sheer advances. However, a person cannot divide himself to please everyone, even if that would sometimes be of great benefit. To make matters worse, the age difference at this age still weighs heavily. After all, she was still a minor. I found that to be a bit questionable and I think it would have been a lot wiser for Disney to avoid such a big age difference between a pair of lovers who were acting. Since the anger was already pre-programmed. I thought my part right away, even if it wasn't that noticeable because he looked a lot younger. What about Violetta? Was the age difference between Martina and Jorge just as big?
Otherwise there would have been no scandal at all, in any way, not even in the slightest. After all, open relationships and friendships are also quite open + walk and give. As long as it's okay with everyone involved, let them do whatever they want. For example, I slept in a bed with my friends, boys and girls, after a party. At that point, most of us were still minors. You could also suspect something else, but nope, absolutely no return. We just lay side by side like the loaves of bread.
To insult him rudely and to start a hate and smear campaign against Karol from another side, on top of that without knowing the entire situation and being willing to turn the coin around, unfortunately shows a small mind, a hugely narrow-minded way of thinking and it is the bottom drawer with me to fire cannons at sparrows.
The cast must all believe in his innocence, yes, be firmly convinced that he is innocent. Otherwise, they would turn their backs on both parties. My goodness, now I'm going to meddle in the cheese. My sense of justice is enormous and definitely not to be surpassed. Something still said about Karol supposedly still being friends with this person who had literally betrayed and sold her. That's impossible. This information can never, never in life correspond to the truth. Because you end your friendship with someone like that on the spot, even at the risk of being all alone. That is a mystery to me personally, seems more than suspicious to me and makes me assume that
It doesn't match the back and front, like my story.
If there was actually something valid about the whole thing, wouldn't the entire cast stand by Karol and wouldn't Cande have separated from him on the spot without ifs and buts? Why are they angry with Karol?
Where exactly does cheating begin, with a kiss? Then all actors and people who cultivate close friendships would have to be charged with the same crime. Especially in the artist branch, everything has to be much more relaxed and relaxed, because they also have to play lovers. If he really is as much like me as he seems to be at the moment, then surely he was at least completely honest with her and not playing a double wrong game. Otherwise she would have my deepest sympathy and then it would of course be an impossibility.
Or the fans just saw what they wanted to see. He can't be a bad person. Otherwise I certainly wouldn't have reflected in him. I'm not taking either side, I'm looking at the big picture. You can see from my story what misunderstandings and completely out of thin air rumors can do. I'm the best advertisement for it. My phantom of the phone was certainly accused of doing the same because everyone thought I was a lot younger than I actually was. The age difference would have been a lot bigger in this case.
If I now imagine that I would have to answer everyone's questions, although I would rather hide away, which I finally did, horrible, unimaginable. Only the Soy Luna cast is involved in this incident and if they don't want to break their silence then they will have their reasons as well as I have mine for not wanting and being allowed to disclose everything. All I know is it's terribly sad that they're all fighting because they really liked each other. Unfortunately, sometimes there is no other way out than to make a tactical retreat and finally initiate resignation, just like in my specific case. This story had given me far too many wounds that still haven't fully healed. I could also accuse him of something now to avenge myself for this tiresome story. After that, however, I don't feel like it, my little heart just screams for the truth.
Of course, God knows that's not my beer. But I'll explain the whole thing to my business now, because it can't and mustn't be left as it is!!!
You should really seriously consider breaking your silence, because something this serious doesn't stop. This is not easily forgotten, like when someone burped in front of the entire school class, for example. No, something like that gets stuck and grows rampant in people's heads, like an ulcer, sitting it out in the event of a real scandal unfortunately won't do much good.
I, on the other hand, only believe rumors when they have been clearly proven and there is solid evidence. Where are they please, the corpus delicti?
He probably should have opted for the Violetta Tour. But in hindsight you are always smarter than before.
Another topic for a moment, is it that warm where you are right now? I'm kind of melting like a wicked witch in a fairy tale or a snowman in the midday sun, really baaaaah.
I'm looking for air Can you order them somewhere, air in bags? Wasn't there something like this before?
I'll play prosecutor for a moment and act as a peace angel - objection your honor!!!
Generally speaking, without offending or stepping on anyone's toes if they're in a relationship, I can't give a damn about that fact, no matter how in love I may be. This applies to all ages. Because otherwise, I'm the one who shamelessly plays with other people's feelings. This is how it becomes a shoe.
Totally speaking in general terms so no one feels offended. A number of people could seek revenge for certain things. But is the tried and tested Rambo method really the right way? You should ask yourself this question. Sometimes you are put into impossible situations or just fall into them (see "Quotes from our lives" and " Don't let anyone play ping-pong with your feelings as they see fit or shamelessly take advantage of your trust. But ultimately, it's up to you whether you jump into it or whether you care more about someone else's feelings than your own because you don't want to hurt anyone through your irresponsible and inconsiderate behavior. That is in your hands and no one else's. Houston, we have a problem. You don't push yourself into a relationship or throw yourself at a person who is in firm and loving hands, but keep your little feet and little fingers nice and good. Something like this can only end badly. In most cases you lose out, even happened twice within my family, including a funny children's surprise. No, you wait patiently and well-behaved to see if the person actually separates and only then can you start something new with them.
It's nice to always put one foot in front of the other and not fall into the house with the door and get your way by hook or by crook, for better or for worse. If the person isn't willing to play the smarter toothbrush, you have to play that role yourself. After all, only then does it become clear whether the person actually has feelings for you that are as strong as the ones you have for them.
I found that impossible and cheeky too, when a buddy of mine suddenly hit on me out of the blue, even though he had his new girlfriend in tow. He thinks of that when he's in a relationship, it's probably a joke, but a bad one. In such cases, the feeling does not match the situation and it is better to keep your hands off it in order to prevent such interpersonal dramas and catastrophes and to avoid conflicts. You have to think like this and not differently and act accordingly.
The fact is, when you truly love someone, you only want what's best for them, regardless of whether you can ultimately be with them or not. One withdraws if the situation requires it and even leaves without having achieved anything, although one longs for a conversation more than anything else and was agreed to protect the person and not to harm him. You ruefully retreat, damned and sewn up, if you must.
Any other, selfish behavior is not love, but false possession. Because you can never own a person. One does not have and does not lay claim to him, but can only feel that he belongs to one (see " Not neglecting the rights of children, respecting the property of others and false property relationships") . That means love, friendship, affection and consideration. I know what I'm talking about, can sing not just one, but several songs about it (see "You live past me" and "Yet I see you still"). Because I involuntarily, i.e. forced, played along with this charade for 6 full years, absolutely nothing to gossip about and relived the pain every time anew, just as now, through this tiresome story, everything in me flares up again, like the flame of a, normally long ago extinguished, candle in my little heart.
I keep silence, as hard as it was for me. No one knows about the matter except for my closest family members. Not a big feat, after all they got everything up close, or almost, from the front row. You have to know how to set your priorities correctly. This is essential to create a basis of trust.
Who says they were together when the project started, if they ever were? After all, that could have developed much later in the course of time. There would have been nothing, absolutely nothing, not the bean, reprehensible about that, assuming total honesty between all those involved.
Also, I don't understand all the fuss about her age, because in 2019, by implication, she wasn't a minor anymore, and neither was she in 2017, at least almost. When is her birthday? Maybe they fell in love. This reminds me of The Thorn Birds, except that Maggie was actually a kid at the time when she met Father Ralph.
The only question that remains is, if this is true, whether he was completely honest with both Cande and Karol and, if that wasn't the case, why does the entire cast seem to have broken with Karol and stick by him. That makes just as little sense to me as the sad fact that people go to war to achieve their goals and their will. It would then somehow be a total wrong world - little game by line and thread, as it is written in the book, wouldn't it? The world must not stand upside down. One could not allow such an injustice and stand by and do nothing!!!
All this is incomprehensible to me!!!
Everything else is and remains her private affair, actually the entire story. But well, that's what it is, unfortunately, the price of fame.
If, contrary to expectations, a private video doesn't appear now, in which you can clearly see how he's making out with Karol, I don't believe the whole thing, especially since you can take a lot out of context, fake and manipulate it. You can't ignore that. Being judged is a terrible feeling.
Again, summarizing, raising questions:
- Why is Karol still friends with the person who betrayed her? That's a bad joke. On top of that, I really don't think she's that naïve that she blindly falls into the trap and gives out her passwords in good faith and naively (sorry for that, they say). It is also not clear to me for what purpose and what fairy tale she must have been served. No, no, my dears, not with me, I'm not that easily fooled. There is clearly something rotten in the state of Denmark. That's what the sparrows whistle from the rooftops, similar to Cinderella's "Ruckedigu, ruckedigu blood is in the shoe...".
- Was he honest with everyone involved, in the event of this, i.e. if that were somehow to some extent the truth? Because then this whole thing would be perfectly legitimate, just a private matter, not at all a scandal and certainly not intended for the eyes and ears of the public and also not worth a headline.
- Why was she banished and not he, if we assume for a minute and a moment that the industrious Pinocchio and the lying baron von Munchausen didn't have a hand in this?
- And not to forget, probably the most important question I ask myself is the following. Why do these audios (which by the way can't prove anything to me since I'm not a master of this language) and videos exist at all? Why do you record something like this? In my opinion, this was deliberately staged, cleverly arranged, skilfully threaded and cleverly bagged. There must have been an ulterior motive, even a strategy, in my opinion. And that's where the dog is buried. That's the crux of the matter, the puzzle piece that's completely out of line, jumping in your face and yelling "I'm in the wrong place!!!" at you. It's a set up game, that's for sure. Maybe also according to the motto " All press is good press - all news are good news", as Romy Schneider was given the stupid tip at the time "Play everything, even if it's the biggest crap, just to get rid of your "Sissi" image. And that was partly the biggest rubbish when I think back to "The Wild Sheep". I'm still wondering what that, for Geez again, was. What was that supposed to represent? She ended up suffering badly from this mistake as well.
All in all, in this regard, I was completely wrong and ended up at the completely wrong address, because I don't just swallow everything that is put in front of me without asking what it is about, where it comes from and questioning everything, examining it and analyze, if something seems Spanish to me, it's funny how apt the saying sounds in this context . That's why my sister couldn't pretend to me that she was Santa Claus and so the whole Santa Claus pod flew open for little - Mirabella - quite early and the truth came to light when she finally confronted her parents about it the next morning and talked to her about it asked.
I don't want to accuse anyone of anything. I have no authority to do so and I also lack the details and evidence. But these facts make me extremely suspicious. I have a theory, but I keep it to myself. Because that would be a really powerful piece, probably as much as what was done to my phantom of the phone and yours truly. The sky would suddenly clear up and all those ugly rain clouds would disappear, vanishing into thin air. However, it is necessary to know when to keep your little fingers still, your mouth closed and pause. I personally know this very well and as such I am unwilling to accuse anyone directly or to break my silence on the Phantom of the Telephone story details. Because he can trust me 1000% and he is certainly aware of that. That makes the small but subtle and terribly sad difference between most people and me. I would never divulge a secret or use it for my own benefit, manipulate, betray or take advantage of people. I have never come up with such a glorious idea. I won't either, otherwise I'd never be able to look in the mirror again. Oh, what a funny and quite apt saying considering this context and especially my chosen headline. I would love to be convinced otherwise at least once. So far, however, no one has succeeded. I am and will remain the last unicorn but I don't want to accept that and continue my search for more special copies. This is the story of my life and it's certainly not just mine. Because despite all this, I still firmly believe in humanity and that love in their hearts will eventually gain the upper hand, such evil stories will no longer be possible and will finally belong to the past.
I'm just pointing out some food for thought here and that can't be forbidden. That's why no one can pee on my leg, sorry for the boyish language.
You have to look at the situation from different points of view. Only in this way can one come to a conclusion and form a comprehensive opinion. After all, a single finely chopped tomato does not make a salad. No, it requires several well-chosen ingredients.
Maybe only one of the two has fallen in love, it would be quite possible.
If you have to constantly kiss someone on stage who you already really like, it can happen.
Something like this also happens in other cases, especially in one of these cases, and it is always terrible for both parties involved. For one of the two, however, there is the difficult task of pulling the emergency brake or ripcord so that it doesn't end in a catastrophe, as in this serious case.
Certainly he was very noticeably intimate with her, which in my eyes makes him appear a lot more sympathetic and therefore more similar to me than the police allow. But if he could have glimpsed a tiny glimpse into the future, he would certainly have been more distant.
I say yes, I constantly get a mirror held in front of my face by this worthy lord of creation. It's no longer solemn, a bottomless cheek to imitate me so massively and shamelessly, even though he doesn't know me at all. i will complain Is there jail on it? I'm outraged, but now they're talking a lot about it. Aping once - off to the corner with you and for unwanted ongoing imitations off to the pen 👮, without ifs and buts. To be honest, I would at least like to have my stupid mistakes to myself. After all, I also lost my childhood friend and had a lot to lose. Now I'm sitting there alone because I didn't let his will be forced on me.
I also cuddled with my little cousins. Shouldn't I have done that if I had been a boy or if my cousins had been boys? I've never thought about that before. So there's nothing wrong with cuddling, stroking and fooling around, is there? If you really like each other, why not show it, all to a certain extent, of course. I highly doubt that he will have crossed that line. So where's the problem comma? One of my buddies tickled me once. I see absolutely nothing there. A friend of mine sat at a party from one boy - lap on the other and cuddled with them like crazy. That may sound a bit strange if you don't know the background. However, it was understandable. Because she missed the domestic warmth and love of her mama. Then you just look for them somewhere else,
It shouldn't be forgotten that the two had to play lovers. The inhibition threshold must therefore be fairly low. And they connected after all an extremely thick and deep friendship. That's what makes the whole thing so terribly sad.
To be honest, you can make a full-grown elephant out of a mosquito. It only becomes problematic when one begins to feel something different about it. You know the end of the song "1000 times touched". In this case one has the duty and obligation to withdraw immediately. But that's hardly possible in this job and it's already incredibly difficult for oneself. As I said, friendship is also a form of love.
Thinking twice, I'm really wondering what should really catch one's eye, so reprehensible, about the concert - backstage recording, apart from the fact that it was terribly bad and that's why everyone looked pretty plump and well-fed, almost like fairy-tale characters.
Could it be that this video accidentally ended up in that famous and notorious playlist?
The kiss after "Quedate", if it's true at all, because you can't really see it, clearly came from her and maybe it was just a kiss.
The scene before the start of the interview, in which you don't even hear him say "Mi Amor" to her, only reveals that she was mad at him and in no way suggests that she was anything were running, rather the exact opposite. Because you are also angry with someone who, on the one hand, lovingly cares for you, for whom you feel more yourself, but falls on deaf ears because he "only" feels friendship for you. In this case, you also withdraw your hand if you want to reach for it.
I intentionally put quotation marks around the word "just" because true friendship often ranks higher than any romantic relationship. After all, unfortunately most of them break down sooner or later. You should seriously think about this.
Personally, I wouldn't react and act in this way directly because you can't force feelings, which makes them seem so incredibly valuable in my eyes, more precious than any gemstone and I would be well aware of how much the person suffers from this situation, namely at least as extreme as I am. But it is still understandable and comprehensible. Both of them have my deepest sympathy. It's not just a stupid saying. I actually feel for them, as an emotional cleaning devil.
You will definitely miss each other terribly and painfully. I will give you letter and seal on that. However, that doesn't necessarily mean that he harbored romantic feelings for her in his heart. You'll have to pull another rabbit out of your hat for me to start believing that.
I even offer an explanation as to why her dress or whatever it was supposed to represent was neatly folded and obviously lying on his bed. Prick up your ears or rub the sleep out of your little eyes. For example, she might have spilled ice on herself, changed her clothes there, and stuffed the dress in his laundry basket. Or the laundry was simply wrongly assigned by the staff. It would also be entirely possible for someone to own the same article of clothing as her or merely resemble hers, perhaps even his. That would be funny. That's not so far-fetched. I remember my phantom once wearing a black or charcoal pink striped sweater that looked deceptively, even frighteningly, like mine. If I happened to have mine on we could have been mistaken for twins. That's funny. What could have been said to us there, as if peeled from an egg in a partner look, everything nice and fine? I even stayed the night with my sandpit buddy and he stayed with me too. We slept next to each other in the same room and also slept together in a tent. In hindsight, that was pretty daring. But at the time I thought nothing of it, except have fun. Unfortunately, putting too much trust in someone is not healthy. Unfortunately, blind trust is exactly what it sounds like, absolutely blind. You can fall flat on your face quite violently and badly. But that's another sad story. Because at those times absolutely nothing happened, apart from friendly conversations and banter.
Nevertheless, after all, not all of them are so insanely frighteningly horny, completely unromantic and encroaching as this admittedly extremely peculiar plant. Always nice and slowly with the young horses, a buddy of mine once put his jacket on my bed. If I had taken a photo at that moment, would it have automatically looked like we were together for everyone? Certainly that would not have been the case. So leave the church in the village, yes, I once accidentally had my sister's clothes lying in the closet. Heavens, luckily they didn't belong to a boy, otherwise I might have been accused of something similar straight away. Stop, oh how bad, my dad's things ended up with me too. So I guess we're engaging in incest.
My dear swan, I'm actually a fairy tale - aunt on duty, as it says in the book. I'll let them out again soon.
If I remember correctly, I think I wore my cousin's sweater once. Oh dear, oh dear, I also had a sweetheart's lesson with him. Hard-working girl, it has to be said. Everyone in this family comes up to it and has to ask them straight away whether they are actually aware of it. Nobody is left out or left in a corner by me. It's wonderful, I could go on like this forever. This is just too funny. Why doesn't anyone make a comedy show out of it? It would certainly have great ratings, don't you think? And that's why such a fuss is being made, really unbelievable.
Ha, don't make me laugh, where have they gone, have they been buried in a cave, the sordid details of this fateful affair? Seriously, where are the raunchy, salacious, inherently immoral, nerve-wracking, and precarious details that will leave you breathless and stunned, shaking your head, staring at the screen in awe? Where are they, the photos from the candlelight dinner, from the shower cubicle, secret kissing videos that you urgently need to show your girlfriend? Where are the hot pillow talks, are the stealthy and consuming looks, the expectant, quivering lips, the private photos showing them falling on each other and barely able to contain their passion? Come on, let's go, next round scoring, oh well, they must have been forgotten along the way on one of Sinbad's travels and left somewhere in the Valley of the Mists and literally gone in the sand or gone with the wind. Ah, with Scarlett they will be. This is nothing more than nonsense. If you can't provide that evidence, it never happened. You can ask any court, any journalist or private detective. They will be happy to confirm that and give you a stamp on top. My dear sir, it's more exciting when I blow my nose, at least something comes out of it and my little nose is free again so I can sing. with Scarlett they will be. This is nothing more than nonsense. If you can't provide that evidence, it never happened. You can ask any court, any journalist or private detective. They will be happy to confirm that and give you a stamp on top. My dear sir, it's more exciting when I blow my nose, at least something comes out of it and my little nose is free again so I can sing. with Scarlett they will be. This is nothing more than nonsense. If you can't provide that evidence, it never happened. You can ask any court, any journalist or private detective. They will be happy to confirm that and give you a stamp on top. My dear sir, it's more exciting when I blow my nose, at least something comes out of it and my little nose is free again so I can sing.
I can not stop. I'm really on the move right now, it's like an addiction. It's just too much fun to fool around with. I love that, I thrive on it. This nonsense gave me one of my insane Huiii moments again, thank you very much.
What I'm saying is, all these alleged corpus delicti don't prove anything. They are only indications. Besides, he certainly won't be that stupid if he has to keep a state secret to take a picture of said "crime scene". He didn't fall on his head or was born standing and hit his head on the hard floor straight away. He really doesn't give me that impression, quite the opposite. Why do you think I always preach that you always have to look at the big picture of an issue, thing or situation and not just a mini-sequence of the whole? I'm sorry but it's just too weird, absolutely delicious. That's really awesome. I could burst out laughing if it weren't so tragic. Now I know why he made fun of it with his girlfriend. It's hilariously amusing to the core. You can make fun of coffee gossip and gossip. But then you should also want to help the people in question out of trouble.
As I said, even if everything were true, which I now doubt more than ever, and what's the problem? Lord God again, this is and remains a private matter and has therefore not lost the slightest bit in public. Even if he started a commune or a swingers club with the entire cast, I wouldn't give a damn as long as I'm not part of his pod. After all, everyone should be happy in their own way. Sure, I kind of like him and I don't hide it, it would be hard to avoid liking him anyway, given the incredible number of similarities and parallels. That's what a mirror brings with it - an experience in hand luggage. But he is a free person and can therefore do what he deems right, make his own decisions and make mistakes. But he is a human being, like every single one on earth. That should and must be granted to every human being. We learn from mistakes. He will certainly not commit the same one again. I trust him with that much brains and sensitivity. I am sure he will wonder if they would still be friends if he had been just a touch more reserved and that way he could have prevented the catastrophe, whoever is responsible for it, as I have a few questions myself but unfortunately I don't know how to answer it. I trust him with that much brains and sensitivity. I am sure he will wonder if they would still be friends if he had been just a touch more reserved and that way he could have prevented the catastrophe, whoever is responsible for it, as I have a few questions myself but unfortunately I don't know how to answer it. I trust him with that much brains and sensitivity. I am sure he will wonder if they would still be friends if he had been just a touch more reserved and that way he could have prevented the catastrophe, whoever is responsible for it, as I have a few questions myself but unfortunately I don't know how to answer it.
I wondered what was to come, but considering that, I might as well play his attorney to punch him out of there. I can actually sit my hands on my lap and cook cocoa. Because this is a joke, pure scaremongering, much ado about nothing. Where's the rub now, hey? Where did the child fall into the well or was it buried? Some of them probably hear the fleas coughing and turn on the lights during the day so the sun doesn't blind them so much, huh? Laughter is and always will be the best medicine for absolutely everything, even those fabulous dope-comedies.
By the way, I'm wearing my dad's shirt right now because my stuff is in the laundry. Oh my goodness, I'm having an affair with my own dad. Uiiijuiiijuiii, I'm a bad girl, I live apart from any moral concept and dance on all tables and shamelessly roll around in strangers' beds. Absolutely nothing and nobody is safe from me. Just be careful of me, I advise you in good faith. Because I'm dangerous, it's just as loud and toxic as a poison gas. Close all doors and basement windows carefully, also block all cracks and hide your children from me, because absolutely nothing is sacred to me. I could peek around the corner in your neighborhood at any moment, scurrying and trampling like Godzilla on everything in my path. Whether blond, whether brown, I love all women and men, occasionally bums are my biggest hits. I eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner. No bed is spared by me or is too small for me, because after all, everyone fits in it. If you miss someone, look for them and find them with me. Talking is totally overrated in my opinion. They all end up in my box straight away. I'll break them all down, won't let my fingers on anyone at all. You are like wax in my hands. I'll break them all down, won't let my fingers on anyone at all. You are like wax in my hands. I'll break them all down, won't let my fingers on anyone at all. You are like wax in my hands. I'm not too bad for anything or anyone and pull out all the stops. Try it, but be warned about me. With my extensive and international repertoire of lascivious looks, I pull everyone under my spell, turn them to stone like Medusa and wrap everyone around their little fingers in no time at all. All I have to do is snap a flick or wave my handkerchief and they all eat out of my hand.
Just don't invite me to you, because it will definitely be to your detriment. I'm like a hurricane that sweeps through all the beds at breakneck speed, keeps every pair of panties as a souvenir and hangs on the wall at home like a mosaic picture!!! That's a glorious performance, easy to shoot. If I actually did all that, I wouldn't have any time at all for anything else in life. Most of all, this completely overblown, unrestrained overdoing is fun. Hey, I should really make a song about it. So this scandal - crap has at least done something good, namely to inspire me, thank you very much. In this way you can still get something positive out of a drama after all. I just have to be careful not to scream at the top of my lungs while singing, because I can hardly stay on my chair or my bed from insane laughter.
Jokes aside, even if it's extremely difficult, now that I'm so beautiful and wonderful (Fred Flintstone) on the move and getting up to speed, it's just fabulously cute and funny. His only fault was that he didn't seem to practice distancing himself from her in time. But doing that in this job is next to impossible. Unfortunately, I can't completely spare him this accusation, because if you notice something like this and don't act accordingly, you're actually playing with the other person's feelings at that moment. If you set fire to a house, you shouldn't complain to the fire department afterwards that it's on fire, the flames blaze to immeasurable proportions and, as a result, the house collapses.
I think in the end I can dare to position myself clearly. Justice has been served. Therefore reads as follows my verdict that he's been punished enough already, both of them are in my opinion, as it ruined this magical friendship. We should all feel sorry for both of them and with them the entire cast, because this wonderful, magical, colorful and unique project was overshadowed by this silly mess. Nobody deserves that, and certainly not all these outstanding actors, skaters and singers. You see, it's not that difficult to let your heart speak for itself. Everything slides at once, because it does all the work and you only have to write the letters or press the keys. It's the same with singing. You just let your heart speak and then it works.
Don't ask me how I do it, I keep feeling myself into the telenovelas of life as if they happened to me, it just happens, automatically. Apparently I'm the undefeated champion in this area, possibly because I know how to call off so much of my crap. But no, it's always been like this, even before all the cheese happened. I wasted my precious time on this. Well, it was great fun to write and fool around. And, who knows, maybe I was actually able to clean up a bit with the absurd allegations and it still makes some people strain their heads not to believe all the bullshit that is presented to them on a silver platter and above all not to insult people, yet for no reason. That would be really nice to be true. Then the work would have really been worthwhile and my little heart would take a leap of joy to heaven.
I've now chewed everything like chewing gum, really worked hard, pulled the cheese really nicely and vigorously through the cocoa and even presented myself as an unrestrained, frivolous and man-murdering beast. I really went all out, drew from them as if from an inexhaustible source, rocked myself up and surpassed myself. This is the best and only sensible thing to do in such situations. Believe all the nonsense and nonsense if you want. But then, God knows, nothing and no one can help you anymore. Then the hops and malts are literally lost, because I'm the complete opposite of how I've presented myself here just for the fun of it, to show you just how moronic and insane the whole thing is. I can tell you many things when the day is long, but that doesn't necessarily mean it's true, but can come directly from my fairy tale book or have sprung entirely from my blooming imagination. However, I am a fundamentally honest person and if I have fished out any fairy tales to tell, I openly admit it. I don't fool anyone. You can hire me if you have a similar problem. I think I just found my calling. Because I manage to find something funny in almost everything or to turn tragedy into comedy and comedy, so to speak, carry a joke treasure map and a joke timetable in me, in addition to the magical world improvement gene. However, I am a fundamentally honest person and if I have fished out any fairy tales to tell, I openly admit it. I don't fool anyone. You can hire me if you have a similar problem. I think I just found my calling. Because I manage to find something funny in almost everything or to turn tragedy into comedy and comedy, so to speak, carry a joke treasure map and a joke timetable in me, in addition to the magical world improvement gene. However, I am a fundamentally honest person and if I have fished out any fairy tales to tell, I openly admit it. I don't fool anyone. You can hire me if you have a similar problem. I think I just found my calling. Because I manage to find something funny in almost everything or to turn tragedy into comedy and comedy, so to speak, carry a joke treasure map and a joke timetable in me, in addition to the magical world improvement gene.
Another aspect that no one will really like is simply a marketing strategy. After all, she is said to have written in her book that she came to Argentina to work and not to make friends. This sentence goes deep. However, she had made friends with him or was it all just for show to better market the whole thing? I'm going to question it all now, like a detective game. These are not claims, just possibilities and theories. I would like to emphasize this again clearly and unequivocally. Because I'm certainly not leaning out the window that far!!!
Disney made a huge fuss about the whole thing anyway, much more than about "Violetta". It was almost like a royal state reception if you let this enormous mass of interviews and player skins melt in your mouth.
There is also a video where you see someone falling while skating, everyone takes care of them but she turns away and leaves the scene shoot and another one showing everyone hugging after a concert but she the leaves the stage. Personally, I would worry myself about someone I absolutely hate, but fine. You can't assume that. Maybe that was taken out of context and she just wanted a drink or something. Yeah, maybe she didn't resonate with the cast. But to blame it solely on her young age is total bullshit, one of the biggest I've ever heard and read before. That makes it really easy. I would like to point out that Martina was only 15 years old when "Violetta" began. And the cast got along really well, if you can believe the words. She may be a very special and difficult person, or the others may be extremely special. You don't know. They are actors who will be wary of letting anyone look at their cards. That's extremely problematic. You sit on top of each other all the time, have to stick to each other like burrs, and if you don't get along well or can hardly smell each other, it's unfortunately very bitter. All that glitters is not gold, as you can see again and again. However, one loves to be made believe that. who will be careful not to let anyone look at their cards. That's extremely problematic. You sit on top of each other all the time, have to stick to each other like burrs, and if you don't get along well or can hardly smell each other, it's unfortunately very bitter. All that glitters is not gold, as you can see again and again. However, one loves to be made believe that. who will be careful not to let anyone look at their cards. That's extremely problematic. You sit on top of each other all the time, have to stick to each other like burrs, and if you don't get along well or can hardly smell each other, it's unfortunately very bitter. All that glitters is not gold, as you can see again and again. However, one loves to be made believe that.
Lord, you really must never forget that these are actors. The more exaggerated something is supposed to be and the more outlandish it is, the easier it is to play, at least that's how I feel - go all out. The fact is, if there were disputes in the cast from the start, they were guaranteed to keep up appearances and everyone peace - joy - pancakes - ideal world with all the trimmings - we all love each other so infinitely, kisses here and kisses there to pretend.
Ha, maybe Disney also needed a scandal noodle besides the "Violetta - Liebchen - Image" and the choice just fell on "Soy Luna". Yes, in addition to a cleaner you also need a scapegoat. What would a family be without a black sheep? I'm not ruling out even that in this messed up world and am considering all possibilities. Sometimes they behaved as if they wanted, or rather should, directly provoke that particular question. Maybe they should sort of play an extra role and put on an act, but give that character their own name. He agreed and wanted to play along to the point where he wouldn't jeopardize his own relationship, which I can more than understand. Or they may have been friends initially, but over time, no longer for some inexplicable reason. Have you ever said in no uncertain terms that you were friends?
I had only seen one interview regarding the concert tour where he replied that they were Kellegen and I think he maintained that, which surprised me at the time, since they seemed to be bound by such a close friendship. Why didn't he admit that, like with Tini? Sometimes she looks like she doesn't like what he says.
Seriously, all cards on the table, has he ever used the word "friendship" or "friends" in relation to her? Anyway, I can't remember it. That would speak again for his honesty, despite everything.
Again, very generally speaking, I know, show business like show business - the show must go on. The show has to go on, whether you'd decidedly choose to run away screaming or curl up in bed. Laugh even when you feel like crying. Always smile and nod, say "yes" and "amen" to everything, make a good face to the bad game. For heaven's sake never let it show you anything. Put on your best poker face and, if necessary, let yourself be pushed into something that doesn't suit you at all. Under no circumstances should you look at your own sheet of paper, otherwise you already have no business with us, especially here, sad but true. We are all one big happy family and this appearance must be maintained, no matter how difficult it is. Anyone who claims the opposite or blurts out anything will be kicked out. The actual circumstances are nobody's business.
I already know why I find this terrifying. Under completely different circumstances, I would be the first to jump on stage immediately. But the way things are, no thanks, no need. There are other ways and means. I want to be allowed to be. I want to stay the way I am, you can. I don't want anything dictated to me. Because I love my freedom more than anything.
I haven't signed a non-disclosure clause, luckily I'm not involved in this muddled case and that's exactly why I'm the right person for the job. I can afford these statements, which are only theories. However, I will not reveal my specific theory. I could really get myself in trouble with that and I really don't want to do that.
If I tell you to jump, all you have to do is ask "How high?"! There are even supposed to be cases where you have to jump in the box with someone to get certain roles or model jobs. That is, unfortunately, the norm. You should react something like this: "No thanks, without me, payment in kind or other favors, immoral offers are out of the question for me, otherwise I would have chosen a horizontal job." Yes, unfortunately there are stories, only recently I heard one, it is actually the order of the day to give a model's hotel room key to some rich patron and if they then "bitter around", they are quickly out of the picture . It's a terrible world we live in. But now I have to defend poor showbiz. Because these pods are also extremely common, especially in office jobs. Yes, yes, the boss and his secretary or, if he's a really bad finger, secretaries. After all, this possibility still exists - terrible!!! But sorry, if you let it happen, it's your own fault. I would tell him a few bars, read the riot act and then do the turn on the heel. That sometimes happens when you're just looking for an apartment. Tell me, are these people still ticking correctly? Something must have gone wrong upstairs or even broken. Anyway, nothing surprises me anymore. The piñata has long had its day!!! Because these pods are also extremely common, especially in office jobs. Yes, yes, the boss and his secretary or, if he's a really bad finger, secretaries. After all, this possibility still exists - terrible!!! But sorry, if you let it happen, it's your own fault. I would tell him a few bars, read the riot act and then do the turn on the heel. That sometimes happens when you're just looking for an apartment. Tell me, are these people still ticking correctly? Something must have gone wrong upstairs or even broken. Anyway, nothing surprises me anymore. The piñata has long had its day!!! Because these pods are also extremely common, especially in office jobs. Yes, yes, the boss and his secretary or, if he's a really bad finger, secretaries. After all, this possibility still exists - terrible!!! But sorry, if you let it happen, it's your own fault. I would tell him a few bars, read the riot act and then do the turn on the heel. That sometimes happens when you're just looking for an apartment. Tell me, are these people still ticking correctly? Something must have gone wrong upstairs or even broken. Anyway, nothing surprises me anymore. The piñata has long had its day!!! secretaries. After all, this possibility still exists - terrible!!! But sorry, if you let it happen, it's your own fault. I would tell him a few bars, read the riot act and then do the turn on the heel. That sometimes happens when you're just looking for an apartment. Tell me, are these people still ticking correctly? Something must have gone wrong upstairs or even broken. Anyway, nothing surprises me anymore. The piñata has long had its day!!! secretaries. After all, this possibility still exists - terrible!!! But sorry, if you let it happen, it's your own fault. I would tell him a few bars, read the riot act and then do the turn on the heel. That sometimes happens when you're just looking for an apartment. Tell me, are these people still ticking correctly? Something must have gone wrong upstairs or even broken. Anyway, nothing surprises me anymore. The piñata has long had its day!!! That sometimes happens when you're just looking for an apartment. Tell me, are these people still ticking correctly? Something must have gone wrong upstairs or even broken. Anyway, nothing surprises me anymore. The piñata has long had its day!!! That sometimes happens when you're just looking for an apartment. Tell me, are these people still ticking correctly? Something must have gone wrong upstairs or even broken. Anyway, nothing surprises me anymore. The piñata has long had its day!!!
I would like to take up and deepen the alleged facts of fraud again. When you think about it, cheating starts in the mind at moments when you think passionately about someone other than who is by your side at the moment. Oh ha, there would be so many people found guilty that we wouldn't have any room in prison for the really bad culprits and killers. We would have to grow. Even if the thoughts are free, like a bird, what the following song text says "Thoughts are free. Who can guess them? They pass by like nocturnal shadows. No one can know them, no dungeon can close them. It stays that way, the thoughts are free.", so it's still a scam, on a mental and emotional level and at the moment unfortunately nothing more than an act, only with the difference that the person next to you has no idea. But if this person is extremely sensitive, she will still feel it.
Guilty as charged is all I can say.
Rien ne va plus/Nothing works anymore!. The ball or stone was set in motion, nudged violently, pushed in a completely different direction by yours truly, and now it rolls along, destroying all evil in its path. The die is cast and yet everything hangs in the balance as it is merely vague conjecture and is by no means concrete, seriously incriminating, watertight evidence. If you harbor and nurture a suspicion, even if it is such a serious one, you may only express it and bring up these accusations in any way at all if you have at least one corpus delicti to show that you can rely on 100% without if and but can support and rely and not exclusively refer to threadbare evidence that has neither hand nor foot. Otherwise that would again be character assassination and slander, which certainly constitutes a criminal offence. Before stepping onto the ice, you have to make sure you don't slip. Because whoever digs a pit for others ends up falling into it himself. The only thing you achieve with this is that you soon have a juicy lawsuit on your neck or it flutters into your house.
Such stories lead to absolutely nothing, only into emptiness and the literal wasteland, just like these specimens, in which the children's eyes get bigger and bigger, their ears prick up like a lynx and they can hardly sit up with excitement can hold a stool, only to be immensely disappointed in the end, since it is just hot air. It works exactly once and then you get the trick and get the hang of it and tiresomely ask your grandfather and mom, who want to sell you the crap again and actually imagine that it will be crowned with success, if they don't even for a change put on another record and have a useful story to tell.
"Once upon a time there was a man who had 7 sons and the 7 sons said: 'Father, tell us a story'. That's when the father began. Once upon a time there was a man... It's all repeated word for word to infinity . Because it just doesn't go any further. This story is stuck, so to speak, in itself and in a time loop, it's cheeky to want to entertain your children with it and make them happy. Maybe they've even swallowed a parrot. But it's not every day evening, because there is another following version, which I personally find a little better: "In a dark, dark forest, there is a dark, dark house. And in the dark, dark house there's a dark, dark chair. Next to the dark, dark chair is a dark, dark table. On the dark, dark table is a dark, dark piece of paper and on the dark, dark piece of paper is a dark, dark word. And that dark, dark word means don't be alarmed!" Quite apart from the fact that if everything were so terribly dark there, as it is portrayed, nothing would be recognizable at all, this verse is at least more varied than the first joke. But she both lead to nowhere and on the direct path to boredom and endless disappointment.Then one prefers to search for or even invent one's own stories, fables and fairy tales in order not to be repeatedly disappointed.Then one resists the request addressed to his family and asking if they could tell a story.
It's wise, God knows, to keep your private life completely out of the public eye.
You could, with the help of these clues, tinker everything around it. However, it is then just tinkered and therefore nothing more than a fairy tale and not even a good one.
I intend to take the wind out of the Seg with my explanation of the matter to take.
Hey, it's super fun to be a prosecutor, defense attorney and judge all in one. You should really try it out, I can warmly recommend it to everyone. In any case, I won't be drawn to any side. In my opinion, they shouldn't exist at all. They wouldn't last either if people weren't so insanely narrow-minded.
I share my thoughts with you in the constant hope of being able to free these people from their predicament in this way. Since this series has given me a lot and I'm a person who never only wants to take but also want to give something back, this is basically my gift to the entire team. I also love to talk puffy, analyze, fool around and I was inspired to write a new song along the way. It's going to be really fun, I'm telling you, that's for sure. I can reveal that now. Hopefully I'll find something related to this in the stock videos - and photos. What am I supposed to enter as a search term, such as the evil, chastising word with a "D"? Oh shame, who knows where I'll end up then? Then I belong in the dock, which you can also put me in for fun. However, you then have to live with the fact that I fall off my chair laughing so much because it was completely pulled by the hair. So you'd have me on your conscience if I accidentally got hurt. You can go on with this game forever, provided you don't die of boredom.
So, my very esteemed and highly esteemed gentlemen, now let's get to the fish, you are now spoiled for choice. Walk in, walk in, it's going to be exciting. Is the truth behind the gate, or in the back room, Number 1?
- secret and fateful affair, unrestrained passion, lies and deceit or friendship +, possibly also seduction of minors and false pretenses, promises that were not kept, I have also read something about blackmail. Yes, yes, my dear Scholli you, the list of charges is extremely long and overwhelming, but the evidence is, to put it mildly, measly, flimsy and laughable. Someone really asks why you can't sue him. Simply because absolutely nothing is proven, it's all pure speculation and people pounce on it like vultures on carrion.
- Then the question arises, why Cande didn't leave him on the spot. Sure, you can certainly keep up appearances for a while to divert suspicion from the person. But somehow I don't think so. Why should she have played along if she had actually been cheated, bribed? Well, there we have the next scandal - candidates standing right in front of the door. What you can do, I can do for a long time. I'll just conjure up a new scandal out of my hat. He's already knocking, hammering and screaming wildly. Don't you hear him, won't you invite him in before he flees from us? He loudly sings the song "Scandal in the restricted area, scandal in the restricted area, scandal, scandal about Rosie", or in this case "... at Soy Luna" and "... about Ruggero". No, if you don't want to welcome him with open arms, I can't help you any further. Is it even known that she broke up with him and not vice versa? This option should also be considered. No, no, there must have been other reasons or it just simply didn't fit anymore, should happen, even if it's tragic. Is that too simple, boring and banal for a person who is in the public eye? Well then there must be a scandal, but one who has washed, if so, then yes. There's no other choice at all. That is of course obvious. I wouldn't put my hand in the fire for anyone. But then my knowledge of human nature would be zero!!!
Unfortunately, it is just as frighteningly easy to start a rumor or even start a scandal, provided that any allegation is taken blindly seriously.
or maybe behind door number 2?
- true friendship that broke because one suddenly began to feel more and fell in love
If I'm being completely honest, I also don't think he was a great match for Cande from a purely physical point of view. They seemed more like a big sister with a little brother, similar to Rose and Jack (Titanic). But that's not what love asks. That's really not meant to be malicious, more like a compliment. In later years, it does you great good to look younger than you actually are. That is why it is extremely practical and animated only by advantages. As I said, I have this problem, which is absolutely not, as well. And in terms of their positive weirdness alone, they were like hearts and souls. The two jokers searched and found each other, just like in my "Phantom - Romeo & Juliet" or "Japanese Cinderella" story. LOL I almost burst out laughing watching some Ruggelaria videos even though I didn't understand anything and just wanted to join in. Great, you have to laugh automatically. I must also have some Witzel cassettes lying around somewhere that I recorded with my childhood friend and my girlfriend from elementary school. I am and will remain a big child who has remained small, just like the two of them. The challenge with the lollipops can end really badly. You really shouldn't show that and the punishment for Cande - well, no comment, except for "What's too much is too much!". Apparently the little song "Comes a man up the stairs, ding, knock, knock, come in, hello Mr. Nasemann" and the games "City, Country, River" and "Rock, Paper, Scissors - Ching, Chang, Chong" also exist in other countries.
or does the thing behind gate number 3 open up to us?
- 2 relationships, but total honesty between those involved
It's far from over, Sense or the end of the day. Now it's really going round, now things really get rolling. Anyone who thinks it's over has cut themselves badly. That person could have gone home earlier and left the circus tent. Because finally we are left with the two attractive and enticing pitfalls 4 and 5.
Behind curtain number 4 there is strategic thinking, from whatever direction, and behind number 5 a sophisticated marketing strategy that may have gone haywire.
In any case, it all went down the drain, no matter how I twist and turn it if you ask me. Because everything has gotten out of joint and has been completely torn from its hinges. This train completely derailed. Baron Münchhausen was toyed with and kissed.
It's all made up out of thin air and exaggerated to the extreme. But if you mix the whole thing up, or rather put it in a blender, right in the middle you will find a small, delicate, lovely and heart-warming girl with the magical yet simple name Truth.
Why the heck isn't art the sole focus, just like an art exhibition? I, on the other hand, see it, the magical art and definitely also the person behind it, but never the star who is expected to be flawless and simply perfect. This image completely passed me by. I just don't see it. I only recognize the steps and pedestal that these people are put on and the insane pressure that weighs on them because absolute perfectionism and professionalism is expected of them.
As long as that is the case, they will continue to feel compelled and compelled, and unfortunately also compelled, to have to dig deep into their bag of tricks and diligently make out with Baron Munchausen. Personally, I am vehemently of the opinion that in this case speech is silver and silence is golden, and that they should remain silent instead of dishing out any lies and fairy tales. I also say to my mum if I don't like one of her certain questions "No comment" and that's the end of it.
If I want to get to know someone, then I want to get to know the person completely genuine. If this person happens to be in the public eye and is of public interest, I don't want to get to know the star, but also the person, the private person.
Someone should have agreed at the start of the whole pod to put this story in perspective, or at least in a different one. Why didn't anyone do that? Ah yes, I know and I forgot, it was much more important and fun to insult these poor people and kick the gossip, in the complete absence of any forbearance and far-sightedness, as well as any empathy, into the fire and rub salt in the gash with both hands, on top of that before solid and watertight evidence is on the table and without even remotely knowing the background or even contemplating the possibility, not even considering it, that things could have turned out very differently. Appearances are often deceptive. God knows I'm not used to that kind of humor. Such behavior hits an extremely sore spot in me. I really have no sympathy for such excesses. This is completely beyond my imagination, which is usually huge, as is well known. This is worse than the police 👮 allow and would make fantastic musical stuff. Unfortunately, I wasn't there in time, otherwise I would of course have taken on the matter immediately, felt connected to it, wanted to save this stuck situation and pull the cart out of the mud. But the long-awaited rescue is better late than never, as the saying goes. Anyway, I always play the role of the white rabbit from "Alice in Wonderland" - "I'm too late, too late!" That's my trademark.
While I did happen to know by chance, because I spotted someone asking a question about it, that they appear to be having a falling out, which already made me terribly sad, I related that to the fact that she might have enjoyed some professional advantage and by no means suspected one, well let's call it a friendly war of roses that has washed up.
You're probably wondering, "God, how can you write so much?". I'm always amazed at myself, I could wallpaper my room with it. Well, a written nonsense aunt can do something like that and is characterized by the fact that she always comes up with something, just when she assumes she's done. But after all, my words should also have an effect and not only serve as entertainment, even if I'm a full-blooded Clownimatz through and through and appreciate nothing more than fun and Huiii - moments. So find and recognize the deeper meaning of my words.
Besides, I would have done that for absolutely anyone and put my heart in the service of justice, even for someone I don't like or who dislikes me or who has constantly bullied me before. Also, I don't expect anything in return. I want someone to do that for me first. Unfortunately, very few are able to do this and everything is added up and then invoiced - one hand washes the other. But that and nothing else is understood by charity and a strong sense of justice. Hopefully I've cleaned enough now, swung the duster and twirled around like Taz (Looney Tunes). I'm terrible, I know when I want to achieve something I never let go and I really hold on. I never take the path of least resistance! Uff, but that's it, when you're done with it, you're sure to have grown a beard and, if you already have one, it extends through the entire house, similar to the hedge in Sleeping Beauty. Now you have something to read and therefore any addiction to gossip should fizzle out. Wisely and carefully chosen words can confirm as well as invalidate a thing. After all, everything is not eaten as hot as it is cooked. I can't talk people drunk, chat without a period or comma, but I can definitely write!!! Maybe signs and winders will still happen and someone will actually take my words to heart for a change.
Quod erat demonstrandum (Which was to be proved):
And with these words I would now love to finally close this tiresome scandal - scrap - fuss - chapter, eradicate any hate - slogans, make the Gar and deal them the deathblow once and for all, lid on, flap closed, monkey dead, oven off and good night. Silence in the courtroom, the word for Sunday and closing arguments have been spoken. What a spectacle, autographs and photos will follow later, but a standing ovation is very welcome and encouraged.
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Himmel, schenk mir mehr Zeichen. Deshalb mag ich twitter & Co. nicht und ziehe entschieden meinen Blog vor. Da kann ich schreiben bis der Arzt kommt.
Meine gute Tat für heute? - Der Gerechtigkeit hoffentlich Genüge getan. Vielleicht bringe ich ja doch mal den einen oder anderen zum Nachdenken. Wenn ich meinem Phantom des Telefons schon nicht helfen konnte, dann soll es hier mindestens gelingen.
Heaven give me more signs. That's why I don't like twitter & Co. and prefer my blog. I can write until the doctor comes.
My good deed for today? - Hope justice done. Maybe I'll give some people something to think about. If I couldn't help my phantom of the telephone, at least I should be able to do it here.
Wer gerne mehr über meine zahlreichen Haare zerraufenden Stories erfahren möchte, sei herzlichst zu meiner Party auf meinem Blog eingeladen.
If you would like to know more about my numerous hair-pulling stories, you are cordially invited to my party on my blog.