Motorcycles. The roar of the engine, the cold wind in your face, the feeling as if the earth was disappearing from under your wheels. When I'm driving, poetry and paintings fade into the background. All that remains is speed, road and freedom.
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I love poetry. Sometimes the words themselves form lines when I'm riding a bike on empty roads or sitting by the window with a cup of tea. I love art - old churches, modern galleries, the smell of paint and paper that rustles under my fingers.
Status: free_chat
Name: LilyKross
Display name: LilyKross
Gender: female
Age: 18
Spoken Languages: English
Figure: Medium
Sexual preference: Bisexual
Ethnicity: White
Hair color: Brown
Hair lenght: Shoulder Length
Eye color: Brown
Bust/Penis size: Normal
Site: Livejasmin
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I don't like boredom. I hate it when days are similar to each other, like gray houses in a row. I don't like crowds. The noise of people who hear nothing but themselves. I feel like a stranger in the city.