I could not love life more. I would like to say I'm the true optimist..bu​t we are never going to be perfect versions of ourselves. I take pride in my character and treasure characterist​ics in others and individualit​y. Music has made me cry, people have made me cry, visuals have made me cry. You know what's even better? The fact they all know how to make me smile. I enjoy seeing things going hand-in-hand​, trouble comes with lessons and happiness has its time. I've always enjoyed listening to peoples life and especially the lifestyles I m not familiar with. We can always learn something, strangers can at times be our greatest teachers!

I'm terrible at this but I try to improve each and every day- getting close to people that is. I don't know what I want, need. All I know is this point in time I love constant change, it's my adventure.

Snail mail friends would be more than amazing!

I've always wanted a true pen pal. Also! I love people, they are amazing and colorful. I'm only interested in friendship!

Illustration​, Music and researching meaningless facts that someday always find their way into casual conversation​ :)

Depends on my phase. I do however Lovee "Beruit"​, "Iron and Wine", and "Never Shout Never"

Harry Potter (blush*)

"Isn't it true however far we've wandered into our provinces of persecution,​ where our regrets accuse, we keep returning back to the common faith from which we've all dissented, back to the hands, the feet, the faces? Children are always there and take the hands, even when they are most terrified. Those in love cannot make up their minds to go or stay. Artist and doctor return most often. Only the mad will never, never come back. For doctors keep on worrying while away, in case their skill is suffering or deserted. Lovers have lived so long with giants and elves, they want belief again in their own size. And the artist prays ever so gently, let me find pure all that can happen. Only uniqueness is success. For instance let me perceive the images of history. All that I push away with doubt and travel, today's and yesterdays alike, like bodies. "