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💥 If you keep your gaze a little longer, you'll understand one thing.I'm not a femme fatale at all.Femme fatales have to stay beautifully silent, leave dramatically and regularly break hearts.
Honestly?It's too exhausting and ridiculous.
I'd much rather eat juicy fruit with my hands, lick my fingers, sing in the kitchen while cooking something delicious. Preferably in the half-light, with quiet music... and it doesn't matter that the curtains aren't closed... 😄
As a child I was taught to be a "good" girl.
Not to stand out.To think about what people would say.And always please people.
It turned out... about twenty percent. 😇
I remember when I was eleven, our neighbor asked me to hold her bucket of milk. Five minutes before that she had refused to let me eat her raspberries...
Well... let's just say the bucket unexpectedly became level with the ground. 😄
It was exactly then that I finally realized I would never become the kind of girl society wanted me to be.
Maybe that's why I never felt like a white crow.
More like a duck that once looked at the flock and asked:"Who decided that I have to fly exactly with them? Maybe I want to choose my own route... and my own person?"
At the same time, I love discipline.
I love sports.Good manners.Character.A strong body.
Yes... one doesn't interfere with the other at all.
On the contrary—they complement each other perfectly. 😉
I've never tried to be unusual.
I've simply never known how to be anyone else.
And you?
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