If You Want Me, This Is Your Last Moment
These last two days in Sydney make me feel reckless, open, and alive. Knowing I’m leaving strips away hesitation — I’m warmer, more desire-driven, craving to be wanted. I already miss the way a man looks at me when I’m about to give him everything. Soon I return to Ukraine, and I want to be felt deeply, held tightly, and remembered in lasting ways.
To my regulars — you know how intoxicating it is to be with me, how quickly the world disappears, how I draw you in. And to those who haven’t experienced me — this is not just a chance, but a temptation you’ll regret resisting. Time with me is intense, addictive, and irreplaceable. Once I leave Sydney, I’m gone — and the memory of me will be no match for actually holding me.