Hey,I’m Irene (well actually Irini).I’m 17 and from Germany.There isn’t really a lot to say about me so I’m just going to say what’s on my mind most of the time.Nobody’s gonna read this anyway (hopefully).
There are days where I just want to curl up in my bed and cry and then there are days where I’m actually fine.
Sometimes I think I might have some sort of depression,but I’m not quite sure about that.I’m probably just pissed off at everyone and confused and sad hah.I don’t really know what to do with my life sometimes.All I know is that someday I want to be able to live my life the way I want to without having anyone or anything holding me back.
I’m constantly thinking about moving away and starting a new life and some time after school I’ll do just that.I’ll pack my things and disappear to New York City. (Yeah,like I have the money for that.)
I adore big cities at night,skinny boys in even skinnier jeans,my long hair,british English,everything French,tattoos,arm muscles,male models,being awake at night,music,concerts,atheism,the sea, red wine and (the smell of) rain.
If anything’s bothering you,feel free to talk to me.I’m here for you.