I am

Somewhere between “I’ve got this” and “please don’t leave me alone with my thoughts tonight”.
I laugh at the wrong moments, overthink the smallest things, and somehow still believe that people can be good even after they’ve hurt me.
I’m the girl who sends long messages then immediately regrets them, who wants to be cool and mysterious but ends up being painfully honest instead.
I crave deep late-night talks that wander everywhere and nowhere, hands that know where to rest without asking, and someone who stays after the excitement fades.
I’m a walking contradiction: too much heart, not enough chill, too many feelings, zero poker face.
Looking for the kind of chaos that feels safe — someone who can tease me mercilessly and then kiss my forehead like I’m the only thing that matters.
If you’re not scared of someone who feels everything at full volume… maybe tell me what keeps you up when the world is asleep.