Beschrijf waar je aan denkt bij het woord van je voorganger. Laatste woord was Zand.
Leren.
"I'm not crazy, my reality is just different from yours."
Lezen
Never mistake a woman's meekness for weakness.
boeken
I dress to kill, but tastefully
Post Mortem.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Na het overlijden.
Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.
Dood
Zwart.
Wit.
I would tell you my autumn joke but you probably wouldn't fall for it
Sneeuw
kou
Kruik.
Water
Stenenlikker
Drinken.
Alcohol
It's very important for you to believe that you are the one
Haymitch