hmmm.. both, I feel home when I visit the city where i did born, but at the same time im happy when im back here.. the place where i did grow up, its the place with all your memories,
Home is the one place in all this world where hearts
are sure of each other. It is the place
of confidence. It is the place where we
tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious
coldness which the world forces us to wear
in self-defense, and where we pour out the
unreserved communications of full and confiding
hearts. It is the spot where expressions of tenderness
gush out without any sensation of awkwardness
and without any dread of ridicule
hmmm.. both, I feel home when I visit the city where i did born, but at the same time im happy when im back here.. the place where i did grow up, its the place with all your memories,
my home is there , where i was born, but now germany hehe
place where I will accepted and respected!
for you ofcours Bayern hehehe
well not really! I live here and I like Bavaria but I am sure I will never accepted here!!!
O dokhtar, Khejalat nemikeshiii??
How funny you like Dutch Beer :P
what is up
who tell O dokhtar , khejalat namikeshiii?? hehe
Temoryan ofcourse… :P
why you think your a girl ?? ahahahhaha
no i dont think i ask wich one told you that
oh khoda toba kardem hehehe
o dokhtar mara azar nata hehehe
plz post only when your text has something to do with the topic!!!
plztemoryanjan plz
Home is the one place in all this world where hearts
are sure of each other. It is the place
of confidence. It is the place where we
tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious
coldness which the world forces us to wear
in self-defense, and where we pour out the
unreserved communications of full and confiding
hearts. It is the spot where expressions of tenderness
gush out without any sensation of awkwardness
and without any dread of ridicule
By: Frederick W. Robertson
I am happy but the Germans don’t like us really ;-)
Home is not where you live but where they understand you I would say both!