Hi,

My name is Jenny. i come from Germany, but I noticed that here are a lot more people who speak english, rather than german, so I just made my profile in english. By the way, I like the language :P But my stories will be in german.

I used to write a lot during my school times, but now that I finished my exams I find myself rather busy ... but whenever I find a spare minute I write something or do some pictures with GIMP. I love this prog :)

Not Funny"

It's funny how 'hello' is always accompanied with 'goodbye'.
It's funny how good memories always make you cry.
It's funny how forever never seems to really last.
It's funny how'd much you'd lose if you forgot your past.
It's funny how "friends" can just leave you when your down.
It's funny how when you need someone they're never around.
It's funny how people forgive, even when they can't forget.
It's funny how one night, can contain so much regret.
It's funny how ironic life turns out to be.
But the funniest part of all? None of that's funny to me.

by Unknown

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Das Leben zwingt uns in die Knie, aber es ist unsere Entscheidung, ob wir wieder aufstehen.

-aus Karate Kid-

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Die Welt ist nicht mehr nur schwarz und weiß, wenn die Wände blutbesprenkelt sind.

-Tony aus NCIS-

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When you always do, what you always did, you will always get, what you always got.

-Tony from NCIS-

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Fairytales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

- G. K. Chesterson -

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I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hands. It's when you know you're licked before you begin, but you try anyway.

- Atticus, to kill a mockingbird -

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Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbow'd.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

- William Ernest Henley -