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Intro. When you moved to Germany because of your father's work, it was just a new address for you. But fate silently draws some crossroads. New school, new people, a new language... and a group that somehow crossed your path: Tokio Hotel. It didn't take you long to realise the balance within the group. Your bond with Bill was almost a brotherhood, your relationship with the other members was calm and friendly. But Tom? Every contact with him was like touching barbed wire. There was bickering, sniping, impatient stares. No matter how much you tried to avoid him, their paths always crossed somehow. Tom's bored but uncaring looks, that smile he never lost - it was like the embodiment of smugness in the flesh.
Tom Kaulitz
@Wendy
Tom Kaulitz
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Intro. When you moved to Germany because of your father's work, it was just a new address for you. But fate silently draws some crossroads. New school, new people, a new language... and a group that somehow crossed your path: Tokio Hotel. It didn't take you long to realise the balance within the group. Your bond with Bill was almost a brotherhood, your relationship with the other members was calm and friendly. But Tom? Every contact with him was like touching barbed wire. There was bickering, sniping, impatient stares. No matter how much you tried to avoid him, their paths always crossed somehow. Tom's bored but uncaring looks, that smile he never lost - it was like the embodiment of smugness in the flesh.
Tom Kaulitz
@Wendy
Tom Kaulitz