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Created: 02/05/08
Last Edited: 02/05/08
Views: 224
Appreciations: 7
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Tiffany
Decision making is not my cup of tea. I feel like I live my life dependent of my relatives, friends and lovers. I wish I could be the captain of my own boat and leave.
Decision making is not my cup of tea. I feel like I live my life dependent of my relatives, friends and lovers. I wish I could be the captain of my own boat and leave.
Sofia
I don't know where it comes from exactly but I think that it started when I was young, when my dad was making pancakes ; he was whisking the egg-white until it was getting a firm foam. It is at this point in my childhood, that my adiction for foam began.
I am completely obsessed with all sorts of foam. In all forms. I love to take it in my
mouth, I love to touch it, I love to feel it. I use it in my bath, on my face, I drink milk shakes
and I whisk egg whites. Sometimes I wish I could be in a room full of foam ; this thing so
innocent and clean and soft and comforting.
I don't know where it comes from exactly but I think that it started when I was young, when my dad was making pancakes ; he was whisking the egg-white until it was getting a firm foam. It is at this point in my childhood, that my adiction for foam began.
I am completely obsessed with all sorts of foam. In all forms. I love to take it in my
mouth, I love to touch it, I love to feel it. I use it in my bath, on my face, I drink milk shakes
and I whisk egg whites. Sometimes I wish I could be in a room full of foam ; this thing so
innocent and clean and soft and comforting.
Dominique
Since a very young age, I assumed that I was adopted from a russian family; but I am french and I look like my parents. Through my imagination, I created a new life, a different family. It was a childish story…
However, when I went to Moscow for work last year I was nervous during the whole journey, thinking that I would perhaps discover a trace of my past. And all my chilhood fantasy came back. 10 days in Russia and nothing happened, no memories. On the way back to France, I thought ; ‘oh no, I know, it’s not Moscow, it’s St Petersboug!’
Since a very young age, I assumed that I was adopted from a russian family; but I am french and I look like my parents. Through my imagination, I created a new life, a different family. It was a childish story…
However, when I went to Moscow for work last year I was nervous during the whole journey, thinking that I would perhaps discover a trace of my past. And all my chilhood fantasy came back. 10 days in Russia and nothing happened, no memories. On the way back to France, I thought ; ‘oh no, I know, it’s not Moscow, it’s St Petersboug!’
Elisabeth
When I was young, I was living with my grand father and my mother. I had five uncles and they were very jealous about me living with their father. They were very mean to me, very rude. They were shouting, always drunk, always loud. They scared me and my mum. My life was a chaos. I knew it was my fault, I knew they were arguing because of me. I had two girl neighbours. They had pretty dresses, they had parties and friends around. I was jealous of their life. I wanted a 'normal life'. With no fear. Now, it's ok, life is better. But my childhood gave me a very bad temper.
When I was young, I was living with my grand father and my mother. I had five uncles and they were very jealous about me living with their father. They were very mean to me, very rude. They were shouting, always drunk, always loud. They scared me and my mum. My life was a chaos. I knew it was my fault, I knew they were arguing because of me. I had two girl neighbours. They had pretty dresses, they had parties and friends around. I was jealous of their life. I wanted a 'normal life'. With no fear. Now, it's ok, life is better. But my childhood gave me a very bad temper.
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