
Creativity is genius wearing madness' perfume
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Gm Base fam, I'm a content writer new to Web3 and starting my journey here on Base. I'm here to share my ideas and work, bring my web2 style into web3. I hope to grow with your guidance, learn openly and gain recognition. Please follow, support and correct me when needed. Let's build together. Thank you.
CHOCOLATE BROWN First, her face smooth as dawn on a quiet morning, chocolate brown glowing softly in the dark as her screen leaks a little light. Then, her voice music slipping through the speakers, lifting me into a theatre where an opera plays only for me. Her laughter from the other end fills my ears, a familiar song. She laughs, cheeks turning red whenever I say something naughty. And her body chocolate brown again, the sweetest flavor on a birthday cake. Her breasts stood firm, an Iroko on her chest. I want to hold you the way your thighs hold your shorts, the way a child clings to its mother. I want to live beneath your skin, close enough to feel your heart. Let me be the one who stays.
WILD LONGINGS I am being bullied by a force greater than my will, consumed by hunger greater than my appetite. I'm full, yet drawn to wild longings: this hunger for an elephant, But I can only ever afford a meal made entirely of ants. I am my own problem, the one reason for my unhappiness, and I know it.