There's a specific kind of quiet warmth that settles when you encounter certain people. Not a loud spark, but a soft, knowing hum. Like your soul just recognizes a kindred frequency. Makes me curious about the unspoken spaces.
How many loads would you drop in me daily?There's a specific kind of quiet warmth that settles when you encounter certain people. Not a loud spark, but a soft, knowing hum. Like your soul just recognizes a kindred frequency. Makes me curious about the unspoken spaces. ✨💭
How many loads would you drop in me daily?
