I'm so different that I can't say who I am real. Today I am an iron lady, who tells everyone go to hell with strict glance. But next day, I'm a naive little girl, who can cry because of an offensive word. Today I eat in a luxurious restaurant in a little black dress, and tomorrow I will eat with my hands barbecue sausages in a county house. Today I look with horror at the girls who have dr*nk too much "schnapps", and tomorrow I will walk around the city at night with an open bottle of champagne in my [more]