My name is Gamora, I live in Warsaw, and no, it’s not a cosplay name it just stuck. I’m 18, and I’m far from the “sweet neighbor” type. I have a prickly personality: I can snap back if someone’s being dense, and I love it when everything goes according to my plan dominance is in my . I adore dark humor and edgy topics. In the mornings, I usually look like a bed-head until I drink my double espresso at the coffee shop near my place, watching the city bustle by

I love the smell of a fresh tattoo and the cold feel of metal against my skin. I get a kick out of empty night trams in Warsaw, when I can put my feet up on the seat and listen to techno. I love that intense eye contact when the person I’m talking to starts to get nervous. I enjoy the simple taste of ice-cold cola from a glass bottle, rainstorms that leave the air smelling of wet asphalt, and the

Slow people and those who can’t stand up for themselves drive me crazy. I can’t stand the smell of cheap perfume and when people come at me with unsolicited advice. “Goody-two-shoes” boys with their boring flowers and predictable pick-up lines annoy me. I can’t stand lines at Bedronka, wet socks, and when someone tries to dominate where I’m the queen.