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bye bae.

You know it's a good song (for me at least) if a song can make me want to dress up or dance like feeling something, imagining things that I wish it was real (if it's love song) or wishing me to be able to kick someone arse and let out the pain they gave me.

That's why even models on photoshoot they play some music to enhance the mood. Music is my heroine, I am addicted to it. Like for real, I would not know what to do if there's no music in my ear (even it's same repetitive song I've been listening since forever) it's like mantra. I wish one day I can write and sing my own lol idk it comforts me. That's why I am always in headset, I know I should take it off though but it's too bothersome and tbh pic only looks good if I set the mood (use the speaker sometimes) if it's silence I really don't know what to do.

I hate it, unless when I want to rest ofc. Maybe because of the restrictions you know the more they prohibited you the more you want to do it. Music is sin. It's not something you should enjoy that much if you don't want distract yourself from higher power (in my previous reli) but some reli just called religion with reli cause it's cuter and not make any sense anyway (both) they claimed to ascend the power from singing and dancing for the gods.

Isn't that funny?

Yeah. This is the song I was listening to while I took those pics. Yeah honey I wake up with lipstick on because I was too sad to even remove it and all my arms are becoming reddish lol ( I sleep like trojan 🐎 ) Smudged all over my arms. I wish I can smooch you all over your body with my lipstick on and then I took the pics of your naked chest with my marks all over you.

Aye but you didn't even like me unless I did everything as you asked and say everything you wish me to obey. Other than that is an attack and you block me. But this love is still running on my blood because you've been giving me the fantasy and possibility of me to kiss and cuddle you when it's not fucking real. I make love to myself as I look in the mirror, wishing that you were cuddling me rn. But it's impossible as you're as fake as my necklace.

I wish you were real as the reflection of lights in my big eyes cause it's always there, haunting my shadow of loneliness and longing.