Fantasy

Fantasy

I love to listen to stories. It brings me endless joy. It teleport me to a place where I used to be or places that I wanna be. Absorbing every details and living it in my psycho mind.

My mind churns out other people's sexperience like my own. Absorbing it like a hungry parasite. It's my dosage of cocaine. Yes I'm a stories junkie

I bet you don't even know what i'm talking about. It's ok.

Someday when you're here, arrived at this very spot do give me a buzz. You will know why I love being here so much.

A clue, places you've been, people you've been with, you're dirty lil secrets. Share it with me. I'm an ever willing listener.

No I'm not lending my ear nor giving you my shoulder to cry on. Just a symbiotic relationship I guess. I need a host to keep me alive and happy and you need to vent out your frustration and lighten up ur secret laden shoulder.

Come to me.

Here.

Sit.

Confess.

Can you imagine what kind of joy those priest having? Listening to all those sins and vice? It's a bloody turn on

Come

Let's talk

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