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Hello! I'm a new skinny girl here, my name is Nicole, I'm 18 and I'm still shy
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who is nicole?
i’m nicole, a girl from latvia who collects moments instead of things. i notice the way light falls on walls, how people laugh when they forget they’re being watched, how silence sometimes speaks louder than words. i don’t rush life — i observe it, feel it, keep it somewhere inside. i’m made of small details: late-night thoughts, unfinished conversations, songs on repeat, and photos that mean more than they show. i’m not trying to be understood by everyone, only by those who feel the same quiet depth. if you’re here, maybe you already do.
soft chaos inside
i look calm, but there’s always something going on beneath the surface. thoughts that don’t stop, emotions that don’t ask for permission. i can be distant and deeply caring at the same time. i disappear, then come back like nothing happened. i feel everything intensely, even the things i pretend don’t matter. i don’t always know how to explain myself, so i choose silence, music, or pictures instead. if you understand that kind of chaos — you’ll understand me.
if you stay
if you’re still here, reading this, maybe you feel something similar. i’m not easy, not simple, not always open. but i’m real. and in a world where everything feels temporary, that still means something. i don’t promise to be understood, but i promise to be honest in my own way. this is just a small part of me — the rest you’ll have to notice between the lines, in the pauses, in the things i don’t say.
between places & feelings
latvia is where i’m from, but not always where my mind stays. i live somewhere between memories and dreams, between what happened and what i wish had. i romanticize everything — empty streets, cold mornings, random glances. sometimes it’s a gift, sometimes it makes everything heavier than it should be. i don’t just live moments, i replay them, analyze them, turn them into something more. maybe that’s why i take photos — to freeze what i’m afraid to lose. or maybe just to prove it was real.
what i love quietly
i love nights more than mornings, honesty more than comfort, and depth more than perfection. i love when people talk about what actually matters, not just to fill the silence. i love old photos, long walks, and moments that feel like a scene from a movie. i love being alone, but not lonely. i love when someone sees the real me without asking me to change. i don’t need loud things to feel alive — just something real.