Trust is playing with fire. Every time someone opens up, you have a choice: believe or back down. But what if you trust, and that trust becomes a tool of control?
Some enjoy knowing more than they're allowed to. Others enjoy being believed, even when they remain silent. The game begins with small things: an unspoken word, a pause, a glance. And each time, the heart tightens with anticipation—will they break it, betray it, or maintain silence?
Sometimes trust becomes a weapon against oneself. You...

Some relationships aren't about feelings, but about control.
One gives, the other controls. One loves, the other tests how far they can go.
And all this is under the guise of "care," "passion," "affection."
You think you're fighting for love, but in reality, you're simply being kept dependent—subtly, gracefully, without harshness.
But here's the shocking thing: sometimes you enjoy it. Being led.
It gives a strange sense of security—while someone else decides how much you're allowed to feel.
Perh...

Everyone talks about morality, but rarely admits how many times they've mentally transgressed it.
You can smile, be "correct," but deep down you're already imagining yourself doing something you "shouldn't."
We all play this game—restraint versus imagination.
Sometimes you don't need to act. The very act of desire is already a crime.
You look, you think, you fantasize—and that's enough to bring everything inside to life.
Morality calms society, but it kills the inner fire.
The question is, what'...

Sometimes I wonder - what if happiness isn’t a goal, but a person?
Someone whose voice feels like home, whose smile makes the day softer.

We often look too far, while maybe it’s just around the corner - in a simple “good morning” or a kind look that lingers for a second too long.

I’m not searching for perfection. Just for that peaceful spark that makes everything feel right.
Do you believe in instant connection… or does love, for you, need time to grow?