Not zat much to say, except for me falling in love with some stranger I saw in Parc des Bastions.
I know.. I know...
Alors 6 quirks
1. I´m half german, half morrocan, though NY is what I like to call home-
2. I´ve lived in way too many places. It´s not gut. I don´t really know where I´m from.
3. Logic is not my friend, nor is reality ; as a matter of fact ,
I don´t have any friends... Ok maybe 2/ish?! nahh
4. I hate science with all my foolish heart
( I suck. No suck is being nice, I´m HORRIBLE)
5. I spend all my money on fake moustaches, pastries,expensive foreign magazines, clothes I end up never wearing and red bull.
6. Words , boys and pictures make me cry.