16/10/2024
I hate small talk. I crave conversations that dig beneath the surface, that unravel the mysteries of existence and delve into the chaos of the human mind. Let’s talk about the dreams that haunt you, the moments that broke you, and the times you felt infinite. I want to know the stories you hide behind your smile, the truths you’ve buried, and the scars that tell your life’s story. Let’s discuss the stars and what they whisper to you on sleepless nights, the music that brings you to tears, and the wild thoughts you keep locked away. I like people with depth, who speak with emotion from a twisted mind.
I don't want to know what's up. I'm not here for the weather; I’m here for the things that keep you alive.
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