Sometimes, I catch myself imagining the stories behind the smile of a stranger. Itâs the little moments that lingerâlike the sound of laughter echoing in a quiet cafĂŠ or the way a glance can hold a thousand untold words. If only the universe would nudge us together. I look best without clothes
Sometimes, I catch myself imagining the stories behind the smile of a stranger. đ Itâs the little moments that lingerâlike the sound of laughter echoing in a quiet cafĂŠ or the way a glance can hold a thousand untold words. If only the universe would nudge us together. đ â¨I look best without clothes