A hacker on my own system.
A mirror to my soul’s complexity.
With cunning smile and eyes aglow, you dance freely, a relentless flow.
Are you a she or a he? Good or bad?
I admire your cleverness, wit, and ability to think outside the box. For me, it is a symbol of creativity, adaptability, and resourcefulness.
Your laughter echoes a playful melody. You bend the rules, defy the norm. A rebel spirit, wild and warm.
Through twists and turns, you find your way. Crafting chaos into a grand display. But beneath the joke, a wisdom gleams. In secret dreams, you unravel mysteries.
You understand the truth behind the jokes. Sometimes, silliness unveils what’s best. So, I allow you to to wander in your playful steps.
The trickster in me is both wild and free.
You add humor and levity to my story, a comic relief. You make me reconsider my goals and motivations in twisted way.
You bring me disruption and change in homeopathic doses.
I don’t know what are your true intentions. But without you, I couldn’t hack my own system. Thank you!
Babi