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The red carpet is a stage of its own, a place where questions come as fast as the camera flashes. Tonight, I spoke my truth—about the weight of expectations, the silent pressures that shape and distort. Let us be. Let us exist without the suffocating gaze of imposed standards. But not every conversation is a battle. There are moments of lightness, of passion, of escape. For me, that escape has always been horror. No other genre holds me the way it does—its darkness, its tension, its beauty in fear. In the chaos of it all, I find a quiet kind of freedom, only art can offer.
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The Goya Awards are more than just a celebration—they are a collision of past and present, where familiar laughter lingers in the air like a scene never truly left behind. This year, nostalgia felt like a warm embrace, wrapped in the glow of old friendships, especially with my Élite family. Some moments exist outside of time, untouched by distance, waiting for nights like these to bring them back to life ♡ ༘*.ﾟ
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