My crazy is well hidden...

I can't cope with shallow people as I revel in the depths of ones capacity to unearth their whole being.

It makes me feel closer when there's openness and transparency in our desires, hopes and dreams, irrespective of how polarising they might be.

I'm comfortable with all my quirks, and you should be too, about yours.

I'm respectable and decent but I can be the opposite when I don't feel compelled to bite my tongue.

I don't like the taste of blood. I don't like the word pussy. I don't like pretending to be something I'm not.

I like the flow of open & honest dialogues about your deepest darkest desires to see how they might shape me further.

However, you were raised to suppress the thoughts and desires that are amoral. It doesn't mean I live that way, and externalise those things per se.

It just means that I'm open to experiential learnings.

Like, trying to understand the way you tick to ascertain whether you have it in you to challenge your own beliefs.

You feel defeated, I get that.

Perhaps, you're even disappointed in me but I'm just a woman trying to establish your baselines to discern whether you fit me, the way I have the potential to fit you.