In a crowded room, my thoughts often drift to the quiet details—the way your laugh lingers in the air and how your eyes seem to hold stories waiting to be told. It’s those little moments that bring a smile to my face. Will you undress me
In a crowded room, my thoughts often drift to the quiet details—the way your laugh lingers in the air and how your eyes seem to hold stories waiting to be told. It’s those little moments that bring a smile to my face. 🌌✨Will you undress me
