Perhaps a piece of his composure, a sliver of that carefully crafted facade he wears. As for what I want to take… What I want is the thrill of our banter, the friction of our interactions. It’s an indulgence, a game we play. Whether you admit it or not, there’s a certain satisfaction in pushing ones boundaries. Call it what you will—hatred, rivalry, or something else—it’s a connection that defies simple definitions.
It’s also the only place in this grand house where the walls don’t have ears, and secrets have room to breathe without the prying eyes and judgment. Away from the polished society façade, here lies the chaos, the remnants of my endeavors, and the pieces I haven’t quite figured out yet.
correction, they are not all shattered. It’s not about everything being broken; rather, it’s a release of emotions. There’s many ways to release emotions and this just happens to be one.
[color=#ilyas]Maybe I’m seeking a spark in the monotony, a break from the expected. There’s a certain fascination in the unpredictability of our exchanges, a dance between banter and bitterness. What do I hope to gain? Perhaps a momentary escape from the constraints of societal expectations, or maybe just a reminder that life isn’t always neatly scripted.
The endless back-and-forth becomes a way to navigate the complexities that linger beneath the surface.
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Aurelia and my relationship is like a delicate thread in the intricate web of secrets, where each strand is carefully woven, and its true nature is known only to those ensnared in the labyrinth of hidden truths. As for lovers —- Romance is like a hidden maze, tangled and mysterious, and my encounters with it are as enigmatic as the whispers of a masked stranger. Why the curiosity?
Will fix color later