This part of my life is called: finding myself. I‘ve been preaching about society's dysfunctional patterns for a long time now. Some of you know my hate speeches about the 9to5 society, about jumping right into work after finishing school or university, about the necessary house, the big car, and the obligatory partner for life. … Continue reading Finding myself
Dear friends, dear family, dear people, Please listen, I want to tell you something. Something about me and, in the end, something about you. I sing loud and very wrong to every song I barely know the text. Everywhere. I interrupt you because sometimes I really think that what I have to say is way more important than what you are saying or I simply can’t shut up. I am messy, super messy, and there are cloths mountains all over my room until I freak out and everything is super tidy but then I search something in my closet. I put myself over others, sometimes, and it might offend you but I simply don’t think so please don’t take it personal. In the mornings I press snooze 7 times because I really don’t want to get up.