I love people, along with whom you can feel like a woman. The present, weak moments, sometimes sinful, with a right to error and faults, but the way to fix it all. I love people with whom you can be yourself. Laughing the whole street with a catchy laugh, remembering a joke and boldly dancing to your favorite music in the middle of a loud street. Know exactly that you will not be judged and will not be required to be a little more serious. I love people who see me in me, and not the one they want. When all these “I thought you are different” are absent. I am a woman. And you are a man. It is a pity that we forget that we need to live and enjoy ourselves, and not live in a case under the name "what people think" and "to be loved, you need to be perfect." I want to love and be loved...I'm not perfect, but I'm always myself...