Men often say they're not jealous. But I don't believe it.
Jealousy isn't weakness. It's the moment when a person admits, "You are more to me than I'd like to admit."
It's not about control, it's about vulnerability. When something wild, primitive, and honest ignites within.
It's not beautiful, but it's real. There's no game, no pretense.
Sometimes jealousy proves you're alive, that you care.
The question isn't whether you're jealous—it's what you do with it.
Because jealousy can either destroy ...

I swear, sometimes I feel like I have a magnet for the wrong ones.
I open up, tell my thoughts, my fears, my stories… and later I regret it.
People pretend to care, but then they disappear, or worse — use what you said against you.

And still, here I am. Still talking, still believing that maybe this time it’ll be different.
That maybe there’s someone who’ll listen without judging, understand without trying to fix me, and just stay.

Am I silly? Probably.
But I’d rather be silly and warm, than c...

You know what’s funny? Every time I talk with girlfriends, someone always says, “I’ll get mine done soon!” Like it’s a new lipstick.
And I sit there thinking ...really? Will bigger size make you happier? Or just get you more likes?

I love feeling sexy, I love when a dress hugs my body just right. But I also love when someone looks me in the eyes, not only lower

Today I didn’t rush.

No plans, no noise - just music, a glass of wine, and my dog sleeping at my feet.
I realized how rare it is to simply enjoy being - without needing to prove, achieve, or fix anything.

Sometimes peace feels better than excitement.
And yet… I smiled thinking - maybe the next beautiful thing that happens will find me when I’m not looking.