Hi! I’m Lía, 18 years old. I’m still learning who I am and enjoying the journey. I’m a little shy, a little bold, and full of curiosity. I love music — it’s always with me. If my life had a soundtrack, it would be a mix of dreamy pop and something fun to dance to. I often dance when no one’s watching... or pretend no one is. I enjoy deep talks — about dreams, feelings, and life. I don’t like fake vibes; I notice real energy right away. I admire honesty and humor. People who laugh easily and stay kind — that’s my kind of people. I’m learning not to compare myself to others, not to overthink, and to trust the moment. I believe it’s okay to make mistakes — it means I’m trying. The world feels big and exciting, and I want to explore everything step by step. Every day I get a little braver, a little more me. And I know — the most interesting part of my story is just beginning 💫

I don’t have just one hobby — I love trying new things all the time. That spark of curiosity I get when something excites me? That’s my favorite feeling. I love dancing. Not to be perfect, but to feel free. When music plays, my body just knows what to do. Sometimes I dance alone in my room with my eyes closed — it’s like meditation, but more fun. I also like to draw — not for a gallery, just to let my emotions out. It doesn’t always look pretty, but it always feels real. And I love reading, especially at night, when the whole world is quiet and it feels like it’s just me and the story. Sometimes I sit with a notebook and write down random thoughts — not a diary, just a stream. It helps me hear myself better. My hobby is anything that makes me feel alive. I don’t want to pick just one. Let there be a hundred — as long as they’re truly mine.

With every year, I notice more and more which people truly connect with my soul. I value not the outside, but what comes from within — the energy with which a person lives. Most of all, I value honesty. When you don’t have to play roles or wear masks. Being yourself isn’t always easy, but with such people, you feel calm and real. I love a sense of humor. Not necessarily telling jokes — just seeing the world a little lighter, being able to laugh at yourself, and not making everything dramatic. With those people, it’s easy, warm, and free. I appreciate those who know how to listen. Not interrupting, not arguing automatically, but simply being there when it matters. And maybe the most important — kindness. True, quiet kindness without expecting anything in return. In people, I don’t look for perfection, but for humanity. That’s what makes connection alive, warm, and real.

Everyone has a dream. Some have one, others have many. Mine feels more like a feeling than a clear plan — but it’s real. I dream of being free. Not just doing what I want, but living in a way that feels true to who I am — thoughts, emotions, and choices all in sync. I dream of traveling — not just fancy places, but where life feels raw and real. Talking to strangers, tasting street food, getting lost in little streets. I want to collect memories, not things. I dream of meeting people who make it easy to be myself. I want to love, laugh, take risks, make mistakes — and feel like I’m truly living. My dream isn’t one big goal. It’s more like a quiet light inside me that says, “Keep going.” Even if it’s scary. Even if I don’t know exactly where I’m headed.

My perfect day off isn’t about plans — it’s all about the mood. I’d wake up without an alarm, stretch, snuggle back into my blanket, and take my time. Breakfast would be something yummy, like pancakes with strawberries and hot cocoa… or maybe something sweet and totally unhealthy. It’s my day off, after all! Then a warm shower, music playing loud, and dancing in my pajamas in front of the mirror. The day could be lazy — with a book and a cozy blanket — or spontaneous. A walk around the city where everything feels familiar but somehow new. Or maybe a random little trip with no plan at all. I might meet up with someone close — talking, laughing, sipping tea, sharing thoughts. The most important thing is feeling light. No “shoulds,” no pressure. Just whatever I feel like doing. And in the evening — soft lights, candles, a favorite movie, and that peaceful, warm feeling inside. That’s real rest.