It’s a strange and beautiful thing when someone’s presence subtly shifts the atmosphere around you. Not with fanfare, but like a quiet hum that makes everything feel a little brighter, a little more… aligned. Almost like finding a missing piece you didn't know you were looking for. 🧩✨My tits earn more stares than my GPA

There’s a certain calm, a gentle hum in the atmosphere whenever you’re around. It’s not loud, but it settles something deep inside, like finding the right key to a melody I didn’t realize was playing in my head. Just… a nice feeling to notice. ✨🎧I’m the reason nobody in class can concentrate

I sometimes catch myself trying to guess the unspoken stories people carry, or the melodies playing in their quiet moments. Some people just have that kind of intriguing depth. 🎶💭My boobs deserve extra credit

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