luzy

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"I exist, but I don’t know why."

A lost soul searching for meaning. ¡HABLO ESPAÑOL!

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My name is Luzy, I’m 19, and I carry too many questions in my mind.

I feel too much, think too deeply, and struggle to fit into a world that moves too fast.

I love clouds because they make me feel free. I love snails because they’re never in a hurry. And I love clowns because they hide their sadness with art.


I enjoy writing, studying things no one asked me to learn, and noticing what most people overlook.

To me, life feels confusing, painful, but sometimes—just sometimes—it shows little sparks of beauty that make me stay one more day.


If you’ve ever felt strange, out of place, or like the world wasn’t made for you… then we already have something in common.




Music

Movies

Titanic 

Maze runner

Ratatoulle


Television

 I love stories that break me a little—quiet characters, slow love, and soft sadness.

My favorite show is Because It’s My First Life, and I adore anything by Sofia Coppola.

I often rewatch sad things just to feel something real <3 


Books

 I love books that make me cry—the kind that stay with me long after I’ve turned the last page.

John Green taught me that love can hurt in beautiful ways.

I’m drawn to stories that feel real, even when they’re full of fantasy.

Books aren’t just words to me—they’re a shelter.

I also study the Bible—not from guilt, but from a deep desire to understand life, the soul, and myself.

Reading saves me, finds me, and reminds me that I’m not truly alone… even when I feel like I am.

Heroes

My heroes don’t wear capes.

Sometimes they’re songs, books, or words no one else noticed.

Or people who showed up when I couldn’t take it anymore.

Marcos Villalobos, without even knowing it, saved me during one of the darkest moments of my life.

I also find comfort in characters who don’t exist, but understand me better than most real people.

And sometimes… my hero is me, when I choose not to give up—even when I’m falling apart.



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About me:

I’m a deeply sensitive soul. I feel everything with an intensity that sometimes hurts me, like the world weighs heavier on my chest than it does on others. I carry questions no one seems to answer, and thoughts that tear me apart—but somehow, they also hold me together.


I don’t fit into what’s expected, and honestly… I don’t want to anymore.

I love the things most people overlook: slow snails, soft clouds that seem close enough to hold me, sad clowns hiding pain beneath painted smiles. Everything that moves me feels small to others, but to me, it means everything.


Sometimes I feel lost, invisible… but I’m still here. I don’t know why, but I am.

I write to understand myself, I study to calm my mind, and I dream so I don’t fade away.

And even when I feel completely alone, there’s something in me that refuses to disappear.

Maybe I’m just a long sigh in the middle of the chaos, but I’m real.

And that… that is enough. ;)



Who I'd like to meet:

I’d like to meet someone who isn’t afraid of unanswered questions.

Someone who doesn’t run when I fall silent, who understands that sometimes I don’t feel like talking—but I still want them to stay.

Someone who sees the world with eyes full of doubt, but a heart still willing to feel.


I’d like to meet someone who loves the small things: clouds, silences, gray days, slow snails, and impossible dreams.

Someone who won’t ask me to change, who won’t try to fix me, who will simply sit beside me and say, “I feel that way too, sometimes.”


I want to meet someone real.

And if they don’t exist…

then at least I want to keep dreaming about them.


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