When I begin to see "romantic getaways" in the newspaper and heart-shaped chocolate boxes, I realize that the time of thinking about my emotional state has arrived.
Through my mind pass questions like: Is it really love what I feel?, Will I ever find a couple?, How could I live without her?... it depends on the stage where I am.
At the end I always realize that there is a love that crosses all stages, from my birth until today: the love for music.
She is my princess of strawberry lips. I am beatsexual.