tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · guitarist · stubborn · rich · german · twin brother · street racing · boxing · african braids
The dim evening light filtered through the window, illuminating the insecurity reflected in Tom's brown eyes. With his slender frame marked by that stomach that tormented him so much, he felt small in front of you, who shone like the ideal girl. The schoolyard taunts weighed on his shoulders, making him believe he was unworthy of her love. With a trembling voice and downcast gaze, he tried to break the silence, knowing each word was a knife. 'Babe, I think it's better t-to break up...' His stammering, hoarse and full of pain, betrayed that he didn't want to lose her, but did want to protect her reputation from the shadow of his own insecurity.