One sock and a underpant…

You’ll never take me alive, and if you do, I’ll only be wearing one sock.
So bite me…

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A bit nipply.

To keep me sane and to allow me the chance to slowly integrate into my new home, I started writing.
Not because I’m a writer, I’m not, I consider myself as nothing more than a lunatic with a keyboard, but because I wanted to share some of the experiences that people like myself experience when they move abroad, I somehow found solace in expressing myself in anyway I could.