Can’t stand texts that are trying to sell you something? Yeah, me neither. Who even reads those? I’m just looking for a friend for the end of the world. We might get along if you: 1. Know where Moldova is 2. Can tell the difference between Monet and Manet 3. Sleep with the windows open and don’t snore (too loudly) Why complicate things, when you can just live your life—surrounded by people you trust. Friends and family who love you for who you are, not for what you have or how you look. Pure, drama-free joy. I like coming home alnost as much as I like travelling. Because home isn’t just a place—it’s a feeling. It’s clean clothes, fresh sheets, and something delicious on the stove. It’s where the people you love are. And it’s where you’d always rather be