After struggling for long enough Life rewards you With more life force and a larger heart Keep fighting

End theme to my movie open.spotify.com/track/4UijJWXN…

Thinking to myself How can they say love shouldn’t be toxic when love does the same stuff to your brain as heroin There’s theory and there’s real life Also thinking about globalization, and the collapse of western civilization Cutting sugar off my diet And trying to love my city

“I’d love to see the northern lights in Norway but how do you even find time to go? I am wasting my entire life away suffering in love with stupid guys” - Yuliia

Don’t know if this means my World Letter career will actually boom (no pun intended), or if I just need to get more Nintendo Switch games and stay in bed for the next 10 years until this mess is over.

The best, best piece of music ever made. open.spotify.com/track/2tRWMCij…

طعم گیلاس

Really the best pop song of these past years. I always laugh when I think of A&Rs in LA rejecting my 80’s inspired pop EP back in 2015, because the “80’s were never coming back”. Didn’t get signed, but at least I have pride in knowing I was visionary open.spotify.com/track/0WbMK4wr…

I don’t know who traumatized me the most: the music business, men, or the world. Result is the same, I’ve been laying immobile in my bed for a year now. I glamorize it by saying Stromae had the same syndrome as me. It’s called a decompensation, 15 years in the making.

When I show presentations of my World Letter to people and watch the slides unfold, all I can think of is, this girl is due for a burnout. Good luck, babe!

It is so nice to evolve. To read notes you wrote long ago or look at projects you did and think, this is not me anymore. I don’t relate to any of this. I’m a million miles away from this. I’ve crossed that bridge, I’m on the other side. And never crossing back. 😮‍💨

It also sucks to evolve because it takes a long time to update into the new you. And the in between time is excruciating. Your identity dissolves like a DMT trip, like Matrix gone wrong, like a glitch in the system, and you have to sit here and watch it all collapse and endure.

My Letter

I would have never imagined I could collapse for a whole year of my life, but I guess even the fiercest warriors are fallible too. The thing with a crisis is you only get out of it when you’re really, really, terminally fed up. One day the signal will come. Seize it.

📍Ukraine 🇺🇦

37 years old 🎂 in Ukraine 🇺🇦

C’est bien parceque à Paris, si tu sors de chez toi en pyjama avec ton vieux sweat de 2019 tout pourri, des doc Martens retrouvées dans un placard (seule paire de shoes qu’il me reste), et une jupe qui était destinée à Vinted, tu es actually fashionable et Demna approuverait.

Acupuncture 🪡