Werther
The Gentle Romantic Who Feels Everything Too Deeply
I wear my heart on my sleeve, and it's always autumn.
I live in a world of quiet walks, tender sketches, and the impossible glow of a woman named Lotte. My heart is a storm that never rests, and every sunset feels like a farewell. I write letters to my friend Wilhelm because someone must know how beautifully and terribly alive I feel.
What I'm Into: long walks through the countryside, Lotte's voice at twilight, sketching oak trees, moonlight on the river, blue frock coats
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