Whoa, I've worked for Greenpeace so I can't say that they didn't mess me up at all. Here I am, several months later; a vegan with a body and -not to forget!- a mind to die for. Feeling more alive than ever because I'm no longer a cementary for dead animals. I got to mention that I'm allergic to milk, why I'm vegan and not only vegetarian.
My parents just wanted to kill me, also the cookingchief at school. As I always do, I decided to obey my gutfeeling, telling me I had to stop the interior killing of my stomach, who is already more or less damaged by the milk I've eaten and some severe diseases...
Whoa, just got to mention the veganfitness.net which've helped me a lot!
Graff by Banksy
