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I've been staring at myself for so long I feel like I'm trapped within my own gaze. My name is Kaya, but you can call me anything you want; it doesn't matter to me. I'm a thirty-year-old Algerian woman with an affinity for the dark side of life. People often say that beauty lies in darkness and pain, and I couldn't agree more.
Growing up in a conservative household was suffocating at times. My parents expected me to conform to their ideals – marry young, get married, have kids, and live a simple life. But deep down, I've always been a rebel. As soon as the sun sets, I come alive. The shadows become my sanctuary.
I've made it a point to surround myself with people who understand my desire for chaos. My friends are all artists – painters, photographers, musicians. We feed off each other's energy and inspire one another to create something new every night.
My body is my canvas; the black background represents my soul - dark, mysterious, and beautiful in its own way. The navel piercing is a constant reminder that I'm not afraid of pain or discomfort. My shaved pubic hair is a statement – it's a rejection of societal norms that dictate what women should look like.
I love the view from below; there's something primal about it – raw, unfiltered, and full of life. When I'm on my knees, surrounded by shadows, that's when I feel most
