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A story about how a randomly poured poem and an unfamiliar cafe crossed paths in my life, forcing me to see myself from a new perspective.
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25 Jun 2025
A life without haircuts and makeup — a story about how a morning mirror became a portal to self-discovery when an unexpected surprise appeared after a routine procedure.
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25 Jun 2025
Why does this happen? Why in our modern world, where everything seems to be about equality and partnership,
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25 Jun 2025
I'm learning to be myself — even when it's uncomfortable.
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25 Jun 2025
Jealousy is like ketchup🌶️
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25 Jun 2025
Strange lines that appear in your head at night 🌙, it's important to leave such unfinished pieces of life for yourself.
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24 Jun 2025
How can you find time for yourself and small pleasures after a busy day — without complicated procedures, but with soul? 💖
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24 Jun 2025
Sometimes there are moments in our lives that we don’t want to save in the memory of our phone — because we want to save them in our hearts. 💖
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24 Jun 2025
Feelings are not always events. It can be the touch of a cold floor, the smell of a peach from the kitchen, the sound of water in the bathroom. 🍑💦 Every morning can be turned into a small ritual of self-love.
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24 Jun 2025
There comes a moment in every woman’s life when she discovers… Chopin. For some, it happens in music school under the pressure of a strict teacher with a pointer, for others — on a romantic date with an ambitious pianist. And for me? Everything is more banal and more beautiful: I just decided to wash the dishes.
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24 Jun 2025
I admit honestly – there are days when the alarm sounds like a mockery, coffee doesn’t invigorate, and the mirror says: “Today you are a character in a horror movie.” What saves? No, not chocolate (although that, of course, too). Music!
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24 Jun 2025
You woke up in the morning, looked at the ceiling and thought: "Why don't I become a writer?" Welcome, dear graphomaniac, you're already halfway there! All that's left is... well, everything else.
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24 Jun 2025
Why give just a gift if you can give emotions, intrigue, riddles and kisses at the end? A love quest is like a romantic series, only you are the director, screenwriter and the main character. And your hero... well, he doesn't know what awaits him yet.
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24 Jun 2025
Shashlik is not just food. It is a philosophy. It is a test of patience, sense of humor and the ability to hold a skewer in your hands without losing your dignity. If you have ever heard the phrase “well, I marinated it my way” — it means you have already been around shashlik. And if you have said it yourself — congratulations, you are in the shashlik sect!
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24 Jun 2025
They say that truth is born in an argument. Apparently, this was invented by someone who won an argument, because on the other side of the discussion usually comes… mild irritation, a thirst for coffee and a desire to go into meditation.
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24 Jun 2025
Who said that a person losing weight should sadly gnaw celery and look with envy at someone else's cheesecake? We are not in hard labor here, but on the way to a better version of ourselves. So, desserts - yes, but with intelligence, humor and without guilt!
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24 Jun 2025
Ah, neighbors... They can be both a blessing and a survival quest. Someone sings in the morning like Placido Domingo in the bathroom, someone drills as if he is building a tunnel to Tibet, and someone makes shashlik at their dacha every weekend - and does not invite!
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24 Jun 2025
You, all in shorts, in a "beach and watermelon" mood, have almost opened the window - and then: BOOM-BOOM-BLAM! A thunderstorm. A summer one, loud, with lightning that looks like lasers from "Star Wars". Plans are cancelled, wet slippers are not a style, but here's the question: what to do during a summer thunderstorm?
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24 Jun 2025
When it's +33 outside, your brain refuses to work, and your body refuses to move, there's only one thing left to do: turn on the fan, pour a glass of water with lemon and... make soup! Not just any soup, but my signature summer soup, which:
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24 Jun 2025
Who said that board games are only for kids? Probably the one who has never played "Lotto" with his mother-in-law, father-in-law, two economist friends and one friend who constantly confuses "barrels" and "chips".
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24 Jun 2025
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