Caught myself daydreaming today, wondering how it feels to share those little moments that feel bigger than they are. You know, like laughing over coffee or stealing glances during a quiet moment. There's something intriguing about the space between words—where connections linger. Lick them or fuck them?
Caught myself daydreaming today, wondering how it feels to share those little moments that feel bigger than they are. You know, like laughing over coffee or stealing glances during a quiet moment. There's something intriguing about the space between words—where connections linger. ☕✨Lick them or fuck them?


