Selfishness and callousness. People who fail to notice the beauty around them and mock others’ passions. I don’t get along with those who think dreams are silly and heartfelt conversations are boring. If you’re not willing to discuss the universe at 2 a.m., we’re probably not on the same page. ✨

I’m the kind of girl who knows more about the origins of crystals than you do about the stars. By day—biology and a microscope; by night—a guitar, mascara, and sketches of myths in a notebook that smells like coffee.Crystals? My weakness. I don’t yet have a complete collection of all the world’s gemstones, but the map of deposits is already gathering dust on my desk—waiting for my partner.My greatest strength isn’t fencing or my knowledge of botany. My strength is being tender in the wildest moments. Wrapping you in a blanket by the campfire in the jungle, talking about the soul until my voice is hoarse, and in the morning—dragging you into the thicket in search of a rare amethyst.Want to get to know me? I promise: at first you’ll be taken aback, then you’ll fall in love with my watercolor chaos, and you’ll be dying to give me a hiking backpack and every crystal in the world. Will you join me on this exciting journey? 💚🗺️

Conversations that make you want to open up your heart. The tangy scent of damp leaves after a tropical downpour, the clang of rapiers during morning practice. I love to draw what can’t be photographed and to explore what can’t be touched. Sincerity, when words aren’t needed, and the courage to venture where there are no maps. 💚