Who am I? Depending on how you watch π I leave behind the aroma of rock πΈ, the taste of the rebellion and the look, from which it is difficult to look away π I do not promise to be clear. But I will be real π€ You're not just here, right? .. π
I like the taste of rock on the lips, a spark in my eyes, impudent glances without constraint and honesty, which strips stronger than touch. I like to be real - even if it is difficult. π€
Turns Off
I don't like falsity, empty words, pretense and boredom. When they try to play, forgetting that I am not a scene, but a living spark. I canβt stand it when they look - but they donβt see it.