I always want to be someone.
Like SOMEONE. Maybe popular or famous.
But I can't explain why I'm not. Maybe I can be but I can't believe in myself in real life. But here I can be someone! I can be Love Santie. I can introduce to you better me. Much better.
I'm Love Santie, and i love to meet someone new, have new friends.
I can be pretty without makeup.
But also I can do perfect makeup.
I'm always good looking. And I'm fashionable. I love fashion.
My favourite food is salad: of course, because I'm healthy girl, and coffee! I can drink it non-stop, I always have a minute for coffee time. I like sports: jogging, yoga and dance. Actually I'm professional dancer. I dance in theatre. And I love to have huge audience. I feel comfortable with it.
I'm more then just popular: I'm model.
Fashion model or photo model it's depends.
The super topic for me is my family. I have perfect one. My parents are architects and they earn a lot of money. I have also younger sister! Her name is Margaret and she is the craziest person in our house. My little brother: Ben has only 4 years and he is the cutest one. I'm the oldest sister, and I have to take care about them. But I love to. There are the best siblings I aver met, and I aver had because I only have them. My mom never get angry. NEVER. It's awesome to have her as a mother. My dad is also good.
Of course I have a boyfriend. He is handsome, cute and a little bit of "bad boy". But I really love him. Like love LOVE. We are like : princess and prince, like Barbie and Ken. His name is Matthew.
My school family is 3 my best friends. Roxi, Sophia and Sophia. Yes they have the same name. One Sophia is Sophia P. and second one is Sophia L. But my best of best friends is Liam. Oh his my BFF since we were 3 years old. We know each other's very well. Like VERY well. Our parents know each other's so when they met we met too.
That's fakts about Love Santie.
If you like her as much as me please comment this post. I know it is no good way to end this post but .... How can I in the another way?
L. S.
L. S.
