I just moved to a new city and it feels like a blank canvas in front of a crazy painting. High-rises, neon lights, unfamiliar streets - it's all tempting and scary at the same time, but I love the adrenaline. Here, no one knows who I was before, and this gives me the freedom to become whoever I want. My style is a mix of rebellion and art. Tattoos on my arms tell stories, piercings add daring, and my wardrobe is a chaos of leather jackets, ripped jeans and massive boots. I love feeling alive - be it spontaneous parties, night walks on rooftops or deep conversations in small cafes where alternative music is playing. I want to find people with whom I can be real. I want to fall in love in ents, paint my days with bright colors and write my name in this city. What's next? Who knows. The main thing is not to stand still.