Flower man

I am grumpy as hell today! Don’t get too close, don’t try to cheer me up. Actually even better don’t even try to talk to me. My Spotify Play list is playing every sad song in the universe and I think I might go cry under the shower later tonight.

Stupid thing is, the actual reason why I am grumpy has not been defined yet.

But thank god for my flower guy. At least he made me laugh today, like he always does. Pretty guy, flirtatious including beautiful smile. I actually cannot decide if I like him or my new -cheer-me-up- flowers better…




Queen for a day

Questionable Tinder matches

On my quest for eternal love I occasionally check my Tinder account – not that I believe that I will find prince charming here, but hey, can’t blame a fool for trying. A few months ago I was actually quite impressed by the number of cute boys appearing on my screen. But now it seems that the majority of boys are either playing for the other team or just not as pretty (read: plain right ugly).

My friends and I have a “secret” whatsapp group in which we share people’s pictures who are not be shared in public. Harsh right? I know, but so much fun! Dangerous also to leave my phone unattended cause my roommate was able to get me a match with a “cat person”. 5 profile pictures of cats named Mushi. Guess what, that ain’t no boyfriend material.

Anyways…the other day I had a match with a pretty boy. 18 years olds – which in itself is quite questionable already considering my age. But after talking to the guy for like five minutes he asked me how it was possible that we were a match because he preferred swiping boys instead of girls. “I like swiping boys too” was my swift reply. So I asked why, if he likes boys, he gave me the little green hart while playing the game.

Sweet little gay told me that my pictures were cute and they looked like I am living a fun life. So no true romance yet but a joyful confidence boost to keep looking cause I can only imagine there must be one prince charming who wants to live a fun life with me.