My life consists of dreams put in reality, in
losing while gaining...gaining while losing that doesn't make me insatisfied either.
I love life and I have the tendency to make it in such a way that details matter and I'm stumbling upon each of them after and then try to pick myself up ending up bruised, broken and distorted but wiser and happier :)
allways happened to have one person which I call best friend/ lover to whom I stick to consciously or not from whom I learn or waste my time,which loves me or deceives me, who cares or profits to whom I'm not indifferent and is there showing me what i need,sometimes how I am and helping me love more.
I have a change addiction: home, country, 2 highschools (3 classes), university-this is my 3-rd which i want to finish, jobs i had like 6 during the years...
+ cofee cigarretes happy people parties books the word fuck phone travelling compliments joking around big hearts and beautiful minds.