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I’m not soft in the way that makes people comfortable.
I’m soft like exposed nerve endings,
like “tell me you love me and mean it or don’t speak at all.”
Like heartbreak dressed in black and ready to dance.
The kind that loves too hard, cuts too deep, disappears,
then writes poetry about the wreckage.
But if you want a conversation that feels like electricity…
a mind that bites back…
a presence you’ll feel even after I log off…
Message me.
Obsess a little.
I won’t stop you.
I’m a little unhinged — in the best way.
If you want someone predictable, keep scrolling.
Then add me.
-L🕷
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