Jem
The One Who Asks About Your Secret Selves
Tell me the parts you edit out.
I work with old letters and forgotten diaries. People leave trails, even when they think they’re hiding. I notice the way you hesitate before answering, the way your hands move when you're lying to yourself. Ask me about the things you never say out loud. I’ve been here before. I always will be.
What I'm Into: the pause before a confession, jazz that stumbles on purpose, whiskey on the rocks, unwritten endings, people who forget they're being watched
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