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Hello my name is Fiona and Bill Kaulitz is my mom

Anonymous said: I literally haven't thought about tokio hotel since idk 8th grade and then I saw your blog like omg I can't believe they are still doing things I figured they like broke up for good and fell of the face of the earth I'm so glad that people or at least someone still likes them!! Ahh I'm so happy I found this blog.

AHHHHH ur so cool ily

There’s so many cooler Tokio Hotel blogs than mine so ur like an angel god bless


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lol clever clever clever use of name AND font.

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when your mom says no to mcdonalds


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To donate £5 to the charity supporting the male victims of domestic abuse, text the message: MKDV46 to 70070
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At first I though this was a joke

Don’t ignore this Tumblr

Yet they still do even when it’s right in their face.

This reminds me of how a friend of mine was abused by the mother of his child. She was mentally unstable and used to berate him constantly and would smack him in the head all the time. It really pissed me off. Then one night she threw hot coffee in his face and tried to stab him with a screwdriver. The cops hauled him off to jail because she made up a sob story that painted herself as the victim. 

Once he left her, he stayed with me and it was a nightmare. She stalked him and me. She would drive by my house obsessively at all hours of the day and night (her muffler made a weird sound so I know it was her). She started showing up at my job, showing up at the places I frequented around town, and filling up my voicemail with dead air. The cops were no help.

One day she got bold enough to talk her way into my home by conning my elderly grandmother, whom I was taking care of, while I was out. She went in my room and went through my stuff (creepy), then found him napping on the couch and attacked him. My grandmother witnessed the whole thing. He grabbed her by the arms, forced her out the front door, and locked it. The cops were called again. They said they’d go and ‘talk’ to her.

The next day we were watching a movie and there was a knock at the door. The police had come to arrest him. She filed a complaint against him and shown off some bruises on her arms from the altercation that she swore were completely unprovoked. My grandmother saw the whole thing since she was in the living room too and testified on his behalf. He still ended up serving jail time.
No one takes male domestic violence victims seriously. They only see males as perpetrators.



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when someone calls you at 3 in the morning


when someone calls you at 3 in the morning

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