Sometimes I wonder if the stars align just to spark a smile between two people. It's the little moments that linger, like a fleeting glance across a crowded room or an unexpected laugh shared over a text. I guess itâs easy to get lost in the noise, but I find a certain warmth in the quiet exchanges that feel like secrets only we share. My ghost nipples
Sometimes I wonder if the stars align just to spark a smile between two people. It's the little moments that linger, like a fleeting glance across a crowded room or an unexpected laugh shared over a text. đâš I guess itâs easy to get lost in the noise, but I find a certain warmth in the quiet exchanges that feel like secrets only we share. đ«đMy ghost nipples
