confiding*

looing for a vibe that’s mystical; fixing one’s gaze for a touch that isn’t physical… connect with me with a warm heart – though, I’m honestly over that part – deceit has never went this far… I’m ready for a scene where my time in this moment can depart… why do people love to hurt?

then try to be the confidant when it began with them first; those behave in this way should be cursed – not to sound narcissistic, and without any effort to judge – but someone has to be the one to give these issues a nudge…

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