...but you are not alone!

Withered petals fall,
Time's gentle embrace soothes pain,
New blooms await dawn.

Me and my girl
We got this relationship
I love her so bad
But she treat me like shit

Won't call me by name
Only "baby"

I used to know
But I'm not sure now...

I'm cry out but but nothing comes now

Beauty is not a universal concept; it is different for everyone. Therefore, the existence of beauty filters on all gadgets kills the basis of beauty - uniqueness and diversity, reducing all faces to a single blurry "ideal"

I believe in the omnipotence of women, in their special purpose, in the fact that a super hero lives inside each of us.
But sometimes women doubt themselves, experience an impostor complex, are afraid to challenge themselves and society... and in that case the mask of a super hero turns into blinders.
So who are you today?

Art is like ocean and artists like rivers - we merge in one huge desire to create beauty

When we read fairy tales as children, there was always a forest in them, and in the forest there was a magical house where monsters or princesses lived.
Now my fairy tale would look like this: a house in silence, where no one bothered me

A person cannot be defined in one phrase, reduced to one characteristic - we are beautiful in our versatility and inconsistency

I just want to be me, I don't want to try all this fake masks that society imposes