The tattoos are beautiful artistry; the one on your thigh is masterful, yes? I would like to know whether the music is anything. What do all of them together mean for you?
I'll hold my comments on the rest for now. Words for speaking in person someday - perhaps if I am ever able to see the entirety of the tattooing?
But I think you might have sent more limited photos if you didn't intend me to say that you are breathtaking.
[...]
Strange to think you find me attractive. I'm not [...] what is it. Fishing? Fishing. I don't feel myself to be particularly so. I will tell you I wish Senan hadn't sent the bathroom sign photo; I was at least drunk and at most on three other substances. I barely remember it.
...The pool photo? I don't remember that one at all. Would you send it to me?
The most recent of what you've seen is the one I sent of me with Dodo, but my hair is still a little long. Comes and goes. The motorcycle, I crashed, but I'm not opposed to another.
And that is the story of some of my scars; motorcycle accident.
The one on my face, a soldier with a knife. It isn't as bad as it could have been.
If I missed any questions, ask me again, won't you? Each time I try to read back, I'm caught on the same words and feel -
Closer to myself than I have in a very long time, Vevay. Closer to someone I once was, and liked.
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I'll hold my comments on the rest for now. Words for speaking in person someday - perhaps if I am ever able to see the entirety of the tattooing?
But I think you might have sent more limited photos if you didn't intend me to say that you are breathtaking.
[...]
Strange to think you find me attractive. I'm not [...] what is it. Fishing? Fishing. I don't feel myself to be particularly so. I will tell you I wish Senan hadn't sent the bathroom sign photo; I was at least drunk and at most on three other substances. I barely remember it.
...The pool photo? I don't remember that one at all. Would you send it to me?
The most recent of what you've seen is the one I sent of me with Dodo, but my hair is still a little long. Comes and goes. The motorcycle, I crashed, but I'm not opposed to another.
And that is the story of some of my scars; motorcycle accident.
The one on my face, a soldier with a knife. It isn't as bad as it could have been.
If I missed any questions, ask me again, won't you? Each time I try to read back, I'm caught on the same words and feel -
Closer to myself than I have in a very long time, Vevay. Closer to someone I once was, and liked.
[...]
Something more!
May I see other photos of you?
Perhaps with clothes on, eh?
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Hold, now, how tall are you?