I've been talking to this guy who's from a different country for seven months now and I've yet to know what his face looks like.
To be honest; I was very much curious
and I still am. However, further than curiosity engraved in me is deep fear. Not of him being unappealing in some sort of way but the opposite. I don't know what I would do with myself if I find out that everything I ever wanted is just out of my reach. I'd rather be murdered brutally than to confirm he's .. Him.