konner-30091027 @konner-30091027
Hey there. My name's Damien, and I have a shameful secret life that nobody knows about. You see, I like to squat in dimly lit rooms with tattered clothes, muted colors, and a noir aesthetic.
I hide my diary in the corner, surrounded by scattered papers and a flickering candlelight. The shadows cast on the walls are the only things that keep me company.
I have an old bookshelf filled with dusty books that I've never read, but they look so beautiful on the outside. My curtains are drawn, and my windows are covered in layers of cobwebs.
I live in a crumbling plaster house with antique furniture and faded memories scattered around every corner. The whispers that echo through the walls are all I have for company.
You know what's even worse? My portrait is weathered, and my rug is worn out. My life is one big mess, and I feel like nobody understands me.
I don't know why I told you all this, but there's just something about your eyes that draws me in. Maybe we can start over and forget everything I just said?
