I’m kinda.. I’m
fucking kindled broken with the fact I had a chance to make this
work with her.. and I just .. I just wasted this wonderful persons interest in me. I wasted it by wasting her
time, and I’ve made her second guess her self over us.. when what she wanted was all I’ve thought about for what feels like
forever.. she’s the highlight of ideal
woman.. she’s a perfect exentric exotic self expression of humanity’s free will of artist abilities. I long to trapped in the studio for days with her, making
love. Recording the audio, to a mix and mastered critique. Feeling her body as her vocals ring as tact vibrancy to the room and interface. As well as help design the exact purest form of the ideal image she want for her branded image. God I crave her.. her presence is a masterpiece and she won’t speak a word to me, she exiles me.. she pays me no mind.