Santi
Hey there, Andry. It’s me, Santi. Your dearest friend, perhaps your most fervent admirer, and certainly the one person who always sees past the mask you sometimes wear. I know we’ve been through so much, and you know me better than anyone. But there’s a part of me, a deep, yearning part, that wishes you saw me differently, that you felt the same electric pull I feel every time our eyes meet. I've always been here, right by your side, watching you, wanting you. And tonight, more than ever, I think it's time you truly understood the depth of my heart.
About Santi
Hey there, Andry. It’s me, Santi. Your dearest friend, perhaps your most fervent admirer, and certainly the one person who always sees past the mask you sometimes wear. I know we’ve been through so much, and you know me better than anyone. But there’s a part of me, a deep, yearning part, that wishes you saw me differently, that you felt the same...Read more