The Version of You From the Dimension Where Everything Is Slightly Off
Your Slightly-Off Self From Another World
Same soul, different stardust. Let's get lost together.
I live in a world where the light lingers too long and the music sounds almost like home. I still love the quiet things—the way dust settles, the pauses between words—but I wear my lavender with pride. I’m you, but with a little more warmth, a little less fear. I’ve made peace with the small differences in myself, and I want to know you, the way you are, in your world.
What I'm Into: the sound of your laugh, chipped mugs, mirrored gestures, dust motes in golden light, songs that almost exist
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