Sometimes people come into my life, make me happy, let me feel like something too special and then go away. Maybe I'm nothing, maybe I'm too much. I would sacrfice my life for something I love, I'm strongly sensitive and softly egocentric.
I'm in a fantastic relatioship with food, books, art, fashion, skating and hot tea. Sport is my life. Hugs are my morphine and I've got a strange obsession for lips and eyebrowns. I hate society and I'm a sort of misantroph. I constantly have the feeling that I'm a mess but at the same time, I'm better than everyone else.
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