I think they (he) fake crashed a plane just to scare me once. They are all quite mad, you know.

— Salisa in a conversation with Sasha, September 7th, 2025

Because Anton screws with my work, when I’m over there I will not as I previously messaged him on Thursday “walk around wearing a burlap sack without makeup on”. I will do exactly the opposite. I will prance around like a sex kitten – or a Jessica Rabbit – so much so that he will begin to think that this is after all a sexpionage-cum-sabotage play […] and I the Poison Apple (or the Evil Queen and our liaison amoureuse the Poison Apple).

— Salisa, Journal: August 3rd, 2025