I was in the winter of my life when I started to look for people who can take care of me. In the beggining it was tough, I felt the whispers behind my back wherever I went. I tried to recover from inner bruises step by step and I succeeded in time. Streets were alone, with me by their side. Cars stopped and I smiled. No one asked about my story, no one tried to give me advises and it felt right. I didn’t look back at my past and I never pause on my way. Everything seemed perfectly fine and I was warm for the first time. I discovered my happiness nearly to a bunch of strangers so I kept to walk on my road.
I don’t need to be in a sticky situation. I don’t need boys who wear an appearance of men. My lovers keep my heart warm and my enthusiasm can be seen in my eyes. Freedom is when I meet the open road and when the unsafe place become the only one who protects me. I’m in love with fantasies. I sing a lullaby every night and I pray for new adventures. I dance under the stars and I scream with an attitude. I’m the baby of my soul partners. I’m Lolita.
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Inspired by a Lana Del Rey song, „Ride”.