There are things that make us alive—precisely because they're forbidden.
These "no-nos" warm us more than any "yes." They excite, provoke, and force our imagination to work against our reason.
Prohibitions aren't walls; they're invitations to an inner game. You don't have to cross boundaries; just get close enough to feel where the tremors begin.
Sometimes you just want to experience that moment—before, when nothing has happened yet, but it's impossible not to wonder what would happen if you all...

There's a special silence between two people—not awkward, but electric. Everything is clear in it without words. One breath, a gentle sigh, a pause before answering—and suddenly the air becomes thicker.
Sometimes it's precisely in silence that attraction is born. It unsettles, but doesn't let go. You want to break the pause, to say something, but then the magic disappears.
Silence is like a game: who will be the first to break, who will take a step, who will risk speaking out what's hidden behin...

Jealousy is a strange feeling. You don't admit it, you don't show it, but inside you're clenching.
You smile, you speak calmly, but your heart beats faster than it should.
Not because you don't trust. But because you don't want to share.
Sometimes it's not weakness, but proof that you truly feel.

Sometimes I feel like I’ve been an experimental director of my own life for a long time.
But recently I realized: I’m tired of hypotheses. I want a plot. With fragile moments, but so important. And I don’t want to be a statistic on the site. I want to be the protagonist of my own story.
I wake up in the morning and think: who do I want to be. What do I aspire to while looking for that one.
AND THE MAIN THING. I would like to have one single meeting this year. There is not much time left, but st...