i obsess over tales. Way beyond the border of normalcy. Sometimes I share snippets of whatever comforts me.
The said comfort zone, has a very wide range- sometimes I speak about dumb gods trying to save everyone, sometimes it is a grown tall child who is just a victim of circumstances, sometimes it is about found families, ride or die. I enjoy concepts of pining, obsession, affection, angst, comfort, mythical tales, art, and sacrifice. I sometimes write too.
My heart races everytime you share in ounce of interest in what I have to say, I spend more time thinking about your thoughts I heard and stored in my soul, than doing anything else. Those twenty minutes I spent adoring your art, are a part of me, my memory and very crucial moments of my life. If I appreciate your art, trust me, i am incapable of giving a more genuine cmpliment.
If I get a genie, I would use all my wishes to run and hug and crush the air out of the lungs of all the characters i adore. Seriously.
Also I totally don't care if you, you know, want to mutually obsess over a piece of art, like, uh, together. You could, or don't, i totally don't care.
Also, hi, you can call me cvnt? Or c? Or cai? Literally anything you want. Welcome to my grunge brain. My little trashcan.
bsky
