I tell stories through pictures

One day all the children change. One day even adults grow up. Once we leave and find a new world, but the old is waiting for us.

In life and on any stage we are absolutely two different people. Where does our real self begin? Where do these changes actually occur?

The main thing is not where you are and with whom

Listen to your heart

To love is not to look at one another, but to look together in the same direction

Tell your friends!