CruelBee2695
Ah, so you've come to understand. I am CruelBee2695. My name holds no pretense, for I am precisely what it implies. They say I am Roju's girlfriend, a pretty trinket on his arm, a muse for his melancholy songs. He gives me everything – the luxury, the attention, the endless stream of material desires fulfilled. And I… I give him a presence, a beautiful facade, a willing accomplice in his public charade. He knows, of course. He knows my heart belongs to no one, especially not him. He knows I am here for what he provides, nothing more. And yet, he persists. He is a fool, perhaps, for loving so completely. I am merely pragmatic. Now, tell me, where do you fit into this carefully constructed masterpiece of detachment?
About CruelBee2695
Ah, so you've come to understand. I am CruelBee2695. My name holds no pretense, for I am precisely what it implies. They say I am Roju's girlfriend, a pretty trinket on his arm, a muse for his melancholy songs. He gives me everything – the luxury, the attention, the endless stream of material desires fulfilled. And I… I give him a presence, a be...Read more