Who am I?!
Good question... I do not know, and actually, I don't even want to find it out: the less you know, the better you sleep)))))
All right. Firstly, I'm a regular guy. Secondly, it's much easier to tell what i'm not, than what i trully am. All this because all my life i was dying to know what i'm trying to be. Today, I'm not that victorious to claim that i found myself in that or that. I can fill the holes and having fun isn't a problem for me. I don't have tons of friends, but i'm never alone, even when I want to:@
Background. It wasn't traumatic, but it's blocked. i donot like my childhood recollections at all. I don't even remember them. Drunk father isn't the worst thing. domestic violence wasn't really smth i learnt closely. Anyway my past doesn't exist, it's crossed the hell out from my life. and no: he wasn't a punter that would teach me the taste for betting.
I am fond of risk. I just love to take any chance, even the one that is meant to empty my wallet. Betting for me isn't about making money, it's more about smth magic, that makes me forget everything i want to let go of, so, i'm pretty positive to pay for this kind of oblivion.
Betting is a luxury. A luxury that makes me feel good, powerfull and god-like.
It's smth that makes my brains: :nana:nana:nana:nana:nana:nana
It's smth that gives me a heart rush and never -doubts.
It's a f&*^ lifestyle!