I am a pretty messed up person, just to warn you. I‘ve been suffering from mental illness for over 10 years now, starting in my early teens. I am a very creative person, I love to write and draw and listen to music. I‘d always prefer a good, deep conversation with one person over a party. I am used to being alone, but I hate feeling lonely all the time. My heart beats for horses and ancient history and basically everything a „normal“ girl my age isn’t interested in….