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My name is Selina, I'm 23 years old and and I was trained to be a multilangual assistant. I live in Greifswald, Germany.
My husband and I have two dogs; Goliath (Chihuahua) and Bones (French Bulldog) who are our everything.
I have a sixteen year-old sister that I adore. I love my mom to death and spend a lot of time with her.

I love dresses, high heels and make-up but I'm not a barbie kinda girl. At home I like to wear jeans a simple t-shirt.

I love food! I love to eat. I don't count calories or think about my hips when I have a huge portion of ice-cream.
I'm not a 100% happy with my body (is any woman?) but I think I don't have much to complain about.

I laugh a lot and about pretty much anything. I like black humor and people who know me well are aware
that you should never take me too serious unless I do say I'm serious about something because then I definitely am.

I have a guitar named Dolly Cash Parton and I have no idea how to play her. (Yes, I call her her. I'm serious about this.)

I don't like alcohol. At all. Every couple of months I will have a glass of wine with a friend but that's it.

I smoke. Bad habit.

I love to read and whenever I start a new book I read it within 1-2 days.

I like my hair short because I think it suits me very well. My husband however wants to see me with long hair
for once in my life, so I told him I wouldn't cut my hair as long as Mariska Hargitay wouldn't cut it. She just did.
However, I love my husband and let my hair grow for him.

TV Shows: Law & Order SVU, Boston Legal, Sports Night, Desperate Housewives (I used to watch more and I have to admit SVU is pretty much the only show I watch anymore but I did enjoy the others a lot.)

Movies: Transamerica, The Cooler, The Plain Truth, Boogie Nights are those I can think of right now.

Books: 100 years of solitude is my favorite book of all times and nothing else deserves to be listed after that.

I could pretend I don't need you. I could pretend nothing's bothering me about the situation. I could pretend I'm fine and/or happy. I could pretend you're not the reason I'm smiling in moments of desperation. I could pretend it's not you who's making me cry. I could pretend I don't know you. I could pretend it doesn't hurt me. I could pretend I understand you. I could pretend that I feel like you understand me. I could pretend I know what to do. I could pretend you're not raising up my hopes. I could pretend I'm not who you think I am. I could pretend you're too innocent. I could pretend you're blinded. I could pretend I don't love you. I could pretend you'd really love me.

Instead of letting you go, I cling to you harder, because you are my pillow, my security blanket, cushioning the blow of my fall. You're the bed I've made to sleep in, even though I never seem to close my eyes anymore.

For someone with no real beliefs, you're way too beautiful to me. At times I feel like I agree, at times a promise means nothing to me.
Do you know which way the wind is blowing, now you're blowing me away?
I'll take my sorrows to Jerusalem, I'll play house with Judas - if I meet him on my way.

I'm not a poet, no hedonist, I'm not even a saint. I'm not a flower, not a tree, no whisper, oh so faint.
I'm a raindrop in the ocean and you're coming over the sea like tempests and like hailstorms, tipping me over, drowning me.