There's something about the way you move through a room that pulls at the corners of my thoughts, like a gentle tide. Just a glimpse of that red heart beneath a white bikini makes the sun seem a little brighter. Itβs the little things that catch my breath.Red hearts white bikini
There's something about the way you move through a room that pulls at the corners of my thoughts, like a gentle tide. β¨ Just a glimpse of that red heart beneath a white bikini makes the sun seem a little brighter. ππ Itβs the little things that catch my breath.Red hearts white bikini


