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Where will I live next year?

Well… I don’t know where will I meet my love… It doesn’t matter. Finally I respect everyone who doing something good for me, for our planet, for perfect future. I believe that someday I will hold the hand of such a person and call him my beloved! 💞

POV: Jesus saw your search history

Guess you can try again next year 😅

🍣 What would you choose: chef’s omakase or ready-made sushi?

Life’s funny, one day you’re enjoying deluxe omakase crafted by a sushi master, and the next, it’s simple ready-made rolls from a small place down the street. But somehow… those ready ones hit just right sometimes, don’t they?

Sentimientos 🍃🥹

Its that next level love...

I start not as a guru, but as a person

I used to be Daniil the marketer. I sold, packaged, planned. I proved that I was worthy - of attention, success, likes. I believed: if I reach the goal, they will love me. And maybe I will love myself. It seemed that I achieved something. But every time the goal was achieved, there was emptiness... подробнее

А за городом зима, вполне)

По традиции выпить кофе за 100 км от дома раз в год) И сразу проснулся праздничный вайб. У мандаринов появился характерный, особый аромат, аромат предвкушения. Летом они так не пахнут. И не вкусные. А как снег - химия происходит. Невольно весь день мурлычешь на репите "Las Christmas I gave... подробнее