Darmstadt-28

Then I must say nothing is wrong and nothing is right. I'm starting to sound like those people in the Good Charlotte song, All Black.

Like Johnny Cash, all black

 Now i'm walking around with at least one thing black in my clothes. My hair alr is black, no need to die. I'm pretty proud of it though. Turning into a freak of some sort. At least I know how to wash it without the white lint. I should have bought everything in black. My bed spread is, and that's the first step. I feel like an emo punk kid with everything in either black or white.

All this erasmus days will drive me insane. Went of to the Morbid place again. People were staring at me, because I obviously don't belong there. It's not that I'm being mean or nasty, but you will freak out knowing where I went (most people do)

Never have I felt more alive than anywhere else by being there.