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**My name is Sofia**, I'm eighteen. My hair is dyed a deep blue, like the sky a few minutes before nightfall. Sometimes it seems to me that I chose this color not for beauty, but because it is similar to my thoughts: a little dreamy, a little anxious and infinitely deep.

I've always been too emotional. I can cry because of a beautiful melody, smile at a random ray of sunshine on the wall, or spend the whole evening thinking about a phrase said by someone in passing. My room is littered with notebooks of poetry, unfinished drawings, and dried flowers between the pages of books. I love creating things that didn't exist before: stories, images, small worlds.

People often say that I look fragile. Perhaps due to thin fingers, long sweaters and the habit of hiding his eyes behind strands of hair. But something else always lived inside me. I like order and trust. I like the feeling when there are clear rules, when everyone understands their role and respects the boundaries of the other person. This is probably why **I am attracted to the aesthetics of BDSM** - not as something scary, but as a special language of trust, responsibility and emotional intimacy.

For me it has always been…