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“… she’s sugar and spice with a filthy little twist, the kind of girl who bites your lip and leaves you begging for more.” cute? maybe. innocent? hell no. i’m the sweetest trouble you’ll ever wanna get into. 𓍼ִֶָ

careful, this selfie might ruin your night, ♥︎%

🪾🍂,

walking around like i’m not secretly hoping you’d turn around and look at me 🍂 it’s just the weather, the light, the trees, and maybe a little bit of me falling.

they asked what perfume i’m wearing. i said: confidence, comfort, and the kind of thoughts that keep you up at night, nostalgia, mischief, and silence.

funny how a little leather, a bold lip, and a fierce walk can turn “just another night” into a whole cinematic scene. guess who’s the lead? spoiler: 𝙢𝙚.

dress: tight. curls: wild. me: unstoppable.

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skin kissed by shade, hair soft like moss. i don’t say much, but everything in me hints at more. eyes half lit, like dappled sunlight slipping through trees, ♥︎

🪾🩰,

smiling like i know something you don’t, legs out, sun on my skin, and not a single care in sight ♡⃞

i don’t always know what i’m giving in front of the camera. but this time, i think it was calm, maybe a little curiosity, and just enough confidence to say “.. this is how i show up, even in silence.” ˖ ࣪ ˒