He said he wanted to see my true character. Not pretty words, not smiles for show, not a role that's easy to play. The real thing. And I did what I do best – I turned on a playlist of my songs π΅
There are no masks in these tracks. There I am – sometimes bold π, sometimes tender π, sometimes too frank, sometimes harsh β‘οΈ, sometimes endlessly alive π₯. In one song, I can fly above the world π, and in another, I can fall into the abyss. And it is in this chaos, in these ups and downs, that my true character is hidden.
I don't lecture on morals or write philosophical treatises. I simply open the music πΌ, and it does everything for me. You can hear my laughter, my failures, my desires, my fire. Whoever wants to understand me, let them listen. I am more real in three minutes of a song than in hours of conversation.
A woman's true character isn't hidden. It's there π€ Sometimes too loud, sometimes too quiet, but always honest. And if a man has the courage to listen to my playlist to the end, then he has the courage to be with me.
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