i love knowing about people’s lore and still allowing them the catharsis of revealing things about themselves to me. it’s like i’m putting together a sweet mosaic they can’t see. i also love people and their opinions and whims and flights of fancy. we’re all so delicate and full of stupid thoughts we think on the toilet and in traffic. let me sift through the things you like and hear the music that got you through a breakup. it’s friendship
