Deal, bitches.
Liebe Grüße,
eine Sumpfdeutsche in Berlin.
Deal, bitches.
Liebe Grüße,
eine Sumpfdeutsche in Berlin.
Nothing to be proud of, Germany. When one of my besties ended up with severe anxiety and depression, she was prescribed St John’s Wort instead of proper medication. The anxiety exacerbated her stomach ulcer, the ulcer gave her a heart infection, her reduced immunity gave her pneumonia and she died. She was 35.
I can’t stand Germany’s Calvinistic approach to medication (same for the Netherlands). Although the US goes too far the other way.
And yes, I could have typed this in German, but it would have taken me half an hour (and I don’t trust Google translate).
Wir brauchen keine Gebäude, nur gute Klamotten.
Es gibt auch Hafermilch. Schmeckt gut, kann lokal produziert werden.