Post expiring in 169 days.
What Happens Either Way
I don’t have to squeeze for the snow to disappear.
All I have to do is wait.
That’s the thing about fragile things: they change, whether
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You ache for my legs 💋 you dream about my soles 👣 you crave being trapped between my thighs 🔥 and you’ll pay for being weak 💸
Kneel 🖤 devote yourself to me 👑 maybe, if you’re lucky, I’ll let you worship 💅
