Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a certain spark in the air. It’s like hearing a favorite song unexpectedly—fills the room with warmth. It makes me wonder if you feel it too, in those quiet moments when the world fades away. Am I fuckable or not your type?
Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a certain spark in the air. It’s like hearing a favorite song unexpectedly—fills the room with warmth. It makes me wonder if you feel it too, in those quiet moments when the world fades away. 🌌✨Am I fuckable or not your type?
