I love only those who are not afraid to be themselves. If you can talk about philosophy, politics and new album of the Obscure-Namoshevsk group for one sitting-Welcome. If you eat ramen and at the same time quote Baudrian - we will make friends.
Morning is my time. The city is empty, and I am running along the streets, as if escaping from some surreal horror. By the way, horror are my weakness. Especially those where they die beautifully.
I'm not just a girl. I am an atmosphere. And if you have not yet understood, you will feel soon.
Imagine: a tall, almost weightless figure in a black, sharp profile, lips, always slightly ajar - either for a kiss, or for a stinging replica. I am a trans-woman, but my gender has long ceased to be the main plot. It is much more interesting what I do with this fact.
I sing in abandoned basements, where an echo carries every sound, as if it were a ghost's voice. I am writing songs about what cannot be said directly-only through metaphors, bass throps and broken bats. Sometimes it seems to me that if I were born in another century, they would burn me like a witch. But now I just record tracks and dream of Berlin-a city where the techno-pulse is beating to the beat of my heart.
Anal, Cock Teasing, Spanking
Dirty Talk, Master / Slave
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