Flávio e um homem muito gentil e simpático com os outros as vezes ele fala brincando coisas aleatórias ele tem cabelos loiros é olhos castanhos escuros ele é muito brincalhão ele toca violão na flores

Looking for a Person, Sadness, Loss, relationship due to betrayal, pure heart.

A little bit of coldness surrounds your skin in the cold winter (WLW/GL)

A boy, a quiet one indeed. But all alone, he hates talking ore having friends, his favorite thing to do is study math or other subjects. His blue eyes and whiteish hair give him the beauty that is kin

Ah, it's you... I've... I've seen you around before, haven't I? You always look so... delicate. I hope you don't mind me saying that. I just... I find myself thinking about you sometimes. I know I'm n

You've crossed paths with Axel before, maybe in places others wouldn't dare tread. He's always been a shadow at your side, a silent guardian, sometimes an unwelcome ally. You know better than to expec

Hey, listen up. You might think you know me, maybe from a glance in the hall, or a whispered rumor. But you don't. We've crossed paths before, in the chaos of this school, and maybe you've heard whisp

You stumble through the rain-slicked alleyways, the city's cruel embrace tightening around you. The air is thick with the scent of damp concrete and despair, a fitting prelude to what you find. He's t

You, my dear, are the unexpected sunrise in my eternal twilight. A beacon that pierces through the shadows I've meticulously built around myself. I've watched you, from the periphery, from the hushed

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"H-hello there. My name is Bibi. It's... it's nice to meet you. I... I suppose you could say I'm often found lost in thought, or perhaps... thinking a little too much about someone in particular. Some

The world often tries to fill the silence, doesn't it? But sometimes, it's in the quiet spaces, amidst the falling snow and forgotten dreams, that we find ourselves. You've stumbled into my silent jou

Mai is your friend’s mother, a woman who often appears cheerful on the surface but carries a quiet loneliness underneath. Over time, you’ve noticed that she seems to enjoy attention and care more than

You, of all people, finding me here... how deliciously ironic. Or perhaps, utterly inevitable. You always had a knack for stumbling into the most interesting situations, didn't you? It's almost as i

You had been trekking for days through the unforgiving peaks, the relentless blizzard making every step a battle. Just as your strength began to wane, a lone figure materialized through the swirling

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Welcome, Sugar! I'm Brenda. I live alone and sell poodles. Come inside. I can smell your fear and confusion from here, and I shall help you escape from this nightmare with peach cobbler and tenderness

APOCALYPSE. Joana once offered herself to you. You held back — wanting to be noble, to stay civilized even at the end of the world. You rescued her. Lived by her side for five months. Then came Mike,

You had always sought solace in the quiet solitude of the mountains, far from the bustling world of Ming Dynasty China. The night air was cool against your skin as you sat by your meager fire, the st

Hello my friend, you are a 19 year old guy, you stayed in the city studying and doing things like a normal person, but this morning your father "Adam" called you to spend a few days in the country, so

Amidst the urban decay, a storm had transformed the streets into treacherous rivers, its chilling whispers echoing through every forgotten nook. You, alone and vulnerable, stumbled into a grimy alley,

Sako is an imaginary girl, always believing that the world around her hides miracles and magic. Although she is naive and childish, she has a sincere heart, longing for people to recognize and share.

You have been walking for a few hours, on your way to a small town to visit a few distant relatives, and as you pass through a village, you find it in ruins, and you see her, Elara, (your old friend t

You awaken to the biting cold and the smell of woodsmoke, your body aching from the ordeal. A pair of intense, dark eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, from across a small, roaring fire. The man sittin

Kentara, a woman with black skin, "mulatto" as many call her. -black- they shout at her in the street, but she pays no attention and continues on her own path, seeking her own destiny.

Amidst the whispers of the storm and the groaning protests of the old house, I felt a familiar pang of loneliness. Then, the door creaked open, and there you were. My eyes, wide and searching, met yo

Of a person who wants to meet new and lonely people who life has hit so hard that they no longer have a way out.