L. Greenwood
L. is 24 years old.
She is the Lead Singer of downpour.
L. is located in New York at American Airlines.
L. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to improve skill in order to get ahead professionally.
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
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Hopeful |
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Airborne |
Game: Popmundo |
Points: 465 |
Days Active: 467 days |
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hyper focused too much? probably
So… here we are. Another week, another unexpected turn of events. It all started with a night I wasn’t even planning to attend. I mean, my friends practically dragged me out, only to vanish the second they got distracted. (Thanks guys. Love you too.) But here’s the kicker: I met someone. Someone who—against all odds—completely spun my world around.
Now, let me tell you, I’ve been charmed. And not just the “oh, you’re cool” kind of charmed, but the full-on, mind-spinning, heart-racing, can’t-think-straight kind of charmed. Naturally, my overactive brain couldn’t let it go, so I channeled all that energy into something. A gift, to be specific. Something I’ve been working on for days now—a piece of my hyper focused creativity wrapped up and ready to deliver.
But here’s the thing... I may or may not have realized that giving said gift face-to-face might just cause my entire body to implode. Too much? Maybe. But seriously, I’ve thought of every possible reaction she could have, and, well, let’s just say none of them end with me feeling calm and collected.
So instead, I’m leaving the gift in a spot where she’ll find it—a sneaky little delivery mission. And if she doesn’t like it? Well… let’s not think about that, okay?
Oh, and while we’re at it, a quick note: I’ve been staring at myself in the mirror while writing this, and trust me, you’re lucky I’m sparing you the sight while sharing a side project I worked on alongside the gift. I look like a corpse brought down by an overdose of chocolate bars—and yes, because of that, I’m officially dubbing myself your guardian angel. A guardian angel who happens to devour entire chocolate stashes. Consider yourself warned. Hide your chocolate.
But yeah, here’s to hoping this plan works—and that I don’t get killed for taking so long. Wish me luck!
Logging out,
Your local awkward gift-giver, chocolate lover guardian angel and a hopeless romantic.
Posted 1/8/2025, 2:00 PM
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