I collect languages ​​like rare vinyls - each new one reveals other people's jokes, songs and ways of thinking, and then I immediately taste them in conversations. I pick up the guitar when there are no more words: I sit down, pluck the strings, and everything that has accumulated during the day turns into a melody or text. My creativity is everywhere - sketches on my phone, riffs in the rain, ideas for videos at three in the morning - and then I go to a party, where this energy splashes out under loud music, dancing and other people's stories until the morning. I live between new words, chords and night lights - and I really enjoy it.

I love confident men. Smelling delicious, a little rough in sex. I like attention, expensive gifts, care. When a man is a man and a girl is a girl. I love being weak.

I hate rudeness, narrow-mindedness, boring sex. Connection is important to me.