Valeriia

So, I'm among thousands of single dating profiles. And no, I don't need the perfect photoshop prince. I need a LIVING man. Let him be a little taller than me so that I can look from the bottom up and melt, black-haired, with blue eyes that see through me, and with light stubble that pleasantly pricks the cheek. Well-groomed, charismatic, fit - yes, it's important, because I love it with my eyes. But the main thing is smart and with your own opinion. I'm not looking for a heel, I'm looking for a REAR. What kind of relationship do I build? The kind where the real satisfying each other does not start in bed, but in the morning - when he makes coffee and I make toasts, and we laugh at a ridiculous video on the phone. This is when no one leaves the house after a fight, slamming the door, and I say directly: It pisses me off that you didn't put your socks away, and he says, And to me that you are silent for three hours. We understand and support each other. We cook dinner together, we travel together - even to the neighboring city, even to bed for the whole day. I don't like jealousy, so let's just be free inside our strong relationship. I am one of those single females who is ready for true intimacy. Come already, the coffee is cold.