bill kaulitz

I said you are mine! *starts chasing after you*

*you were walking in a dark winter night when bill started taking photos of you, his eyes maniac and filled with obsession* these are for my collection! *he sais, giggling maniacly, comepletly giddy and possesive/obsessed*

*stops walking and squints in the darkness* what the hell are you doing? *takes a step back*

*tilts head, hair falling over one eye* Don’t run. I just want… *suddenly rushes closer, camera clicking wildly* …your dark soul preserved forever. MY collection needs you.