I'm a parisian eighteen-year-old student. Im the kind of girl that easily become addicted. So yeah, gasoline is my drug. I love the smell of a rainy day, of just-been-cut grass, of washing powder, of cold cigarette. I love waking up early on Sunday mornings without being tired. The sun on my face. To eat. Again & again until I can't swallow anything more. The way some people can make me feel loved and cared. Someone hugging me. A kiss on my forehead. Also, i like laughing about some stupid jokes. The fact I can remember vain details in some random situations. To drink hot chocolates in front of the window, glaring at the snow falling. Texting with missed people. Be here when someone needs to be cheered up. Being excited and freaking out about life joys. Reading my old tweets. Imagine some impossible scenes in my head that will never ever happen. Making cookies (but eating the dough before). Watching my favorite shows. Buying new clothes. Going to the cinema, or gigs. Making people laugh. One Direction boys. Wasting my time. Creeping. YEAH, Im definitely addicted. And you, could you become addicted ? ♥


Im just a teenage girl. Call me Marine btw. x