I could be that woman who spends countless hours slaving away in the name of capitalism, navigating complicated matters and listening to nonsense in clever disguises. But at the end of the day, I return to who I truly am—his woman, his baby, his everything, all at once.
To be loved with such gentleness that I soften with every word he speaks. To be loved so fiercely that I ignite into burning passion, consumed by desire. To be loved unconditionally, so deeply that I know it’s real because he goes beyond words—oh, to be loved by him.
@sinnersvillage A not-so-new guy just arrived back in town and I'm hoping to find new friends to fill up my empty timeline. Please, leave me a hi or ask me any queries about the most unusual things. And don't let your hesitancy bloom, I swear that I'm nice.
You know the drill, don't you? All you get from me is just Tiberivs Clavdivs Caesar and ykkgj://nnn.kldsci.tfd/uvfe-dfiezexjkri/769849932937084928/fli-jfexj?jflitv=jyriv.
Every day, I listen to this song, which reminds me of you.
Se tu fossi nella mia anima un giorno
Sapresti cosa sento in me
Che m'innamorai
Da quell'istante insieme a te
E ciò che provo è
Solamente amore
Da quell'istante insieme a te
E ciò che provo è
Solamente amore
@Rainedesvouz You? Affirmative. The sexiest, prettiest, and loveliest woman alive. How does it feel having the prideful Devil kneeling for you and worshiping you every day? I hope you're liking it so far because there's so much more to it.