- Dont be rude - Make me smile - Be respectfull and kind!

I am eighteen, and it seems that I am just beginning to truly experience the flavour of my life. Sometimes all I need is the morning sun, a cup of hot coffee, and silence around me. I love moments like these, when I can just sit in a hammock in the middle of the mountains, listen to the grass rustling in the wind, and think about where I want to go next.

I love beauty - not as something external, but as a feeling of celebration inside. I like to get ready on my day off, put on a white top, tie my hair into a neat bun, feel the coolness of a glass in my hands and the warmth of flowers on my lap. On evenings like these, I dream of a life filled with love, cosy get-togethers, sun-drenched terraces and the soft laughter of my friends.

My dreams are simple and grand at the same time: to travel, to love, to create something of my own, to remain sincere, and to find moments every day that make me want to smile.

t times like these, I understand particularly clearly that my dream is to live in such a way that there is always room in my heart for peace, freedom, and light. But there is another side to me — the one that loves movement, the feeling of strength in my own body, fresh air and long trails. When I put on my big dark glasses and go for a run or a walk in the woods, I become a version of myself that is not afraid to be bold. At times like these, I dream of travelling — of seeing as many places as possible, from forest trails to bustling cities.