Who am I besides the picture?
Do you want to know what I love, what I'm afraid of, what I keep silent about at night?
Do you want to know why I cried in the car on an empty road or how I hug a pillow when I'm especially lonely?
Or will you stop at my eyes and not even think that there's a whole universe hidden behind them?
In our age of photos, stories and beautiful profiles, we have become too "glossy". Everything shines, everything is attractive, everything is like candy in a shop window. But how often do you open this "candy" to find out what's inside?
And there can be so much beauty inside... not in makeup, not in poses, not in perfectly chosen words.
But in emotions. In tenderness. In pain. In vulnerability. π§οΈ
I am real. Yes, I love beautiful dresses and I know how to be seductive. But I also know how to listen. To laugh when it's stupid. To be silent when it hurts. To care when no one asks. To love truly, to the point of trembling, to the depths, to sleepless nights.
But will you see it if you are only looking for sexual forms? π
Sometimes I want to shout: "Look at my soul!"
Look how it seeks warmth, how it dreams of not being just a "photo on a website", but of becoming someone's quiet joy, someone's home. π―οΈ
Why are men afraid of the soul?..
Maybe because it's more complicated? After all, with the body everything is simple.
You either like it or you don't.
And with the soul... you have to feel it. You have to accept it. It can't be filtered, corrected or forgotten.
I still believe that there are men who are not afraid of real women.
They are not afraid of tears, emotions, imperfections...
Those who can say: "You are beautiful. But most importantly, you are real. And I want to know you for real." π«
And you? Are you one of them?..
Do you look into the soul or just scroll further if the photo doesn't "get it"?
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