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Hi, I'm Liudmyla
That blonde who knows how to cheer up... and planes.
I work as a flight attendant, yes, I always have a passport, red lipstick and a backup character in my bag (in case someone is too boring). My schedule is like a TV series without logic, and life is like turbulence: you never know if it will rock you or sweep you away
I recently broke up with the one I foolishly considered "the one". He said that I was too emotional, too real, too bright. And I thought it was a compliment
As a result, a suitcase of emotions, a one-way ticket and a cabin full of internal conclusions.
Now I'm not looking for the ideal. But the real one. With a sense of humor, with fire in his eyes and with a desire to live, and not just exist. And yes, I don't need: "Hi, how are you?" I need: "I was thinking, you seem to be in business class in life, and I want to be your pilot."
I can laugh at myself, I can argue, but then make peace for real... I can chat all night while you cook breakfast. And by the way, I love an omelet. Especially if I'm not the one making it
You don't have to be a macho or a philosopher. The main thing is not to disappear into the clouds after the first takeoff. I don't bite. I only flirt. Sometimes dangerously, but always to the point
Shall we fly? Just without the baggage from the past. I have enough of my own, but I've already unpacked it
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