19, Italian, "My life without me" is the meaning for the title.
I study foreign languages and cultures at university. I listen to any kind of music. I'm introspective. I now and then feel the urge to write. I like logic and accuracy, nevertheless I'm a truly messed up person, inside and out. I smoke cigarettes and I reject drugs. I drink alcohol, coffee, tea, I'm basically no racist towards what's inside my glass. I like whatever helps me get rid of inhibitions, especially if it's people, amazing ones. Rag dolls, books, pencil colours, notebooks, landscapes have always made me happy without particular reasons why. Feel free to message me, hope everything was clear. (Ask for translations 'cause I sometimes post in italian.) x