Desire is not born of words, but of mystery. Let the imagination do the rest. π₯
I donβt have to shine, itβs enough to be myself. And you? Can you stand this gaze?
The line between infatuation and obsession is thin. Look and cross it.
I donβt seek attention, attention finds me.
Itβs not about perfection, itβs about the energy that attracts and doesnβt let go.