“I grew up in a world that told girls they couldn’t play rock ‘n’ roll.
People don’t want to see women doing things they don’t think women should do.
Girls see these defined roles they’re supposed to follow in life, but when I was a young child, my parents told me I could be anything.”
Honestly, I hate myself and I can’t do anything about it. Of course, the self-complacency is also inside of me. It makes me very happy when people say I am attractive, but when I catch myself thinking like that, I want to mock myself. Again, this is the balancing of my internal disagreements. It‘s the source of injury inside of me. Furthermore, I even think that’s a driving force of my self-realization. It has always been a part of me and it will never change, I think.
I really want to meet new people from all around the world and what better way to get to know someone and start a friendship then by writing letters or emails? I’m interested in pretty much everything from movies over science to philosophy. I love music (mostly classical but also rock, indie and pop), traveling, reading and drawing (really interesting and original, I know)! I’m addicted to Netflix, so I can talk about nearly every show that exists. I’m currently working in a hospital as an intern and will start studying medicine soon. I’m fluent in English, French and German, but I also speak a bit of Italian.
Preferences: Age, race, gender, religion ect. doesn’t matter as long as you have an open mind and are a decent person.
about mark . .. when i first got into smrookies i was like “omg we’re the same age! ” but i didn’t see him like that you know? it was more like a childhood friend type of love. but now…. he’s growing up and he’s showing deep meaningful sides of him, and sometimes when he smiles i feel all warm inside and… it’s been years now and we’re both growing up and *girl in a sappy romantic high school drama voice* i’m starting to see him as a man *cups face and blushes*