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 💅
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 💅
Timeline
Morning coffee, already claimed and already paid for.
Someone decided my lips deserved a warm cup today, so here we are.
I just sit pretty,
Snowflakes on my fingers and now snowflakes everywhere else.
I’m a very reasonable little weather deity…
as long as the sacrifices are
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
Holidays slow everything down. Time stretches, routines soften… and attention becomes more noticeable.
I like holding things that are
