I am melancholy, hyperaffective, mixed up creature.
All my life I've been waiting for a deep, multi-level, true, almost fairy-tale love.... And I am already beginning to lose hope that I will ever find it.
I write dark poems and paint dark pictures.
I love the mountains. I like silence and nature. I have been an ethical vegan for 13 years.
Abd I am very into shamanism and Toltecs' path of inner development.
I immerse myself in black metal which for me is not just music, but rather a worldview and a way of feeling the world that is compatible with mine.
For at least half of the year I am somewhere on the road. I love to experience unknown.
I love dancing, wearing beautiful gowns, wandering by night, discovering new places.
The age I have given is an approximate ... There is no need to reveal too many details on a site where almost everyone appears under false names. Everyone can see on the photos how I look like ... But I feel like I've been wandering around the world 1300 years already.
I perceive the world in general as an unfriendly place I have found myself in, although I have not given my consent.
On the one hand, I like solitude and usually keep off people, but on the other, I feel a great need to cuddle up with someone whose presence will still make me motivated to live.
I am looking for someone who will become not only my lover, but also a friend with whom I could indulge in long conversations by the fire, sip rum and laugh.
I dream about a passionate relationship or romance with a man with dark energy and demonic looks.
A gloomy black-metal man with long hair, beard, a stern look, a low voice and a thrilling corpse-paint highly desirable.
I also need this relationship to have strong and valuable emotional or spiritual background.
In a world where most people are cruel, petty, greedy or heartless the chances of finding love are slim to none.... But hope is a deceptive and relentless phenomenon, so I still believe that there is someone for me out there.
