Published: April 9th 2025, 9:56:46 am
One hand is soft blue, like the morning after a crazy night... 💙
The second is pure white, like the sheets that you and I crumpled until dawn... 🤍
I am different.
There are always two in me - the one that strokes... and the one that orders.
The one that looks at you with warmth... and the one that holds your hair until you forget your name. 💅🏻😈
A manicure does not reflect a style - it reflects my desires.🔥💋😈
You see the color, and I see the script of our game.😈🎮
And yes... today you yourself will not understand who exactly you will wake up in me first. 👠💋