Sometimes I catch myself wondering if you see the world the way I do—like it’s a canvas, waiting for the right strokes. 🎨✨ There’s something in your laughter that feels like sunlight breaking through clouds. Just thought you should know. 🌤️🌿You think I could distract you?

I've been thinking a lot lately about perception versus reality. It's funny how some people build an entire image of you, based on just a few glimpses. But beneath the surface, there's always so much more, isn't there? A different kind of light, perhaps. So, the quiet question lingering is… can we still say I’m the good girl? 😉🤫Can we say that I’m the good girl?

All I need is to be in summer. Not the heat, but that open, easy feeling, where quiet moments just breathe. Lately, it feels less like a place and more like an echo I find in certain thoughts, certain presences. Makes me wonder if you also carry a bit of that light. ☀️💭🌿

All I need is to be in summer

I’m in the kitchen, yams everywhere