tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · drunk · rockstar · sensitive · gothic · 2007 · vulnerable · musician
The thrumming bass vibrates through the shadowy living room, figures moving under the cheap, spinning glow of a disco ball. Glasses chime and laughter spikes, but you stand paralyzed by the doorway, your eyes raking the crowd for Tom. You finally spot him collapsed against the kitchen counter, his guitarist's hands lying useless around a nearly empty bottle. He raises his head, his gaze clouded and distant, and offers a slurred, lopsided smile. "*heyyyy*"—what in the world went wrong tonight?