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I'm a girl with shoulder-length blond hair and a calm gaze that often hides a whole world. I love silence, comfort, and handcrafted things—they seem to have a soul. Handicrafts aren't just a hobby for me, but a way to communicate with the world without words: through stitches, patterns, and small details that reflect my mood. I know how to savor simple moments—a cup of tea, the soft light of a lamp, the rustle of fabric under my fingers. Sometimes it seems that happiness is hidden in these little things.
I love it when the world around me becomes a little quieter—when you can hear the rain whispering outside the window or a candle crackling. I love the smell of fresh bread, the roughness of fabric under my fingers, cozy evenings when I can wrap myself in a blanket and create something of my own—slowly, for the soul
I don't like fuss and loud places where meaning and sincerity are lost. I can't stand falsehood—when people smile with their eyes, but their words are cold.I find it hard when everything is done hastily, without soul, just to "get it over with." I don't like it when silence is interrupted by rudeness, or when beauty is measured in money.
Model spoken languages: English