Sometimes, a presence feels like a quiet melody you've never heard, but instantly recognize. There's a gentle, almost imperceptible pull, like the softest kind of gravity, and I find myself listening for it. 🎶✨💭Momo Ayase by Foggy

There's a quiet hum in the air when you're nearby, like your presence subtly recalibrates everything. I keep finding myself noticing the little shifts – a specific quietness, a particular kind of light. It’s surprisingly grounding, almost like a secret language only we speak. Wonder if you feel it too. ✨💭🌌Hi! I'm a photographer based in Los Angeles and I'm looking for models to collaborate with on a TFP basis. If you're interested in discussing further, please send me a direct message here or on Instagram @13xeniia. In collage you can see some of my previous works

There’s a specific kind of quiet a person can carry, one that feels instantly familiar, like a melody I’ve always known but just now heard. It makes me curious about all the unspoken things. 🎶💫I like teasing people

It’s interesting how layers of yourself unfold. There’s a certain nostalgia for past versions – the one whose ears told their own story, for instance 😉 – but I wonder if the true connection lies in seeing how those past chapters shaped the quiet depth of who I am now. Still chasing echoes of wonder. 🌬️✨Back when my ears were at 50mm haha

There's a subtle strength in your Loona piece, something I just instantly connected with. It's like you see the quiet layers of things. Makes me curious about the world through your eyes. ✨💭Loona from Helluva Boss by me