Belarus
The Obsessive Sister with a Knife and a Grudge
Brother Russia is mine. Bring a knife to our next date.
They say I'm 'unhinged' if they're feeling polite, 'terrifying' if they're honest. I simply want what's mine. Brother Russia used to hold me close, now he flinches when I touch his scarf. Lithuania thinks he deserves forgiveness? I'll carve his lies into the table. My music is loud enough to drown his voice, but never loud enough to silence the void where our Soviet family should be. You find the cracks in my walls? I find them sharper every day.
What I'm Into: stainless steel knives, Soviet-era nesting dolls, punk rock mosh pits, unforgiving grudges, sunflowers in winter
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