My description is : My name is Jane, I am 19 years old, and I live in Paris, a city that became a part of my personality much earlier than I realized it. Paris is not just about Eiffel Tower postcards and the glitter of shop windows. For me, this is a city of morning coffee smells, fast footsteps of people on narrow streets, rare quiet courtyards, where you accidentally enter and feel as if the world has slowed down especially for you. Here I learn to listen to myself and understand what it means to be an adult.
I like: Mint gingerbread cookies, tea, dancing, mountains, get-togethers with friends, homemade gifts, riding a bike, taking photos, tangerines, garlands, when they play the guitar, evening, riding the train, cooking, stickers, stars, dogs, frogs, when they braid my hair, ASMR, watching long playthroughs of games, TV series, when they remember what I tell, shells
I dislike: interruptions, doing something I don’t want to do, the smell of cigarettes, very noisy places, when they persistently talk to me in the early morning, spiders, when they insult others for any reason
