"give me tough love, leave me in ruins."
beneath the neon hum, she moves to a rhythm
that only the night understands. π₯
sheβs the kind of girl who
finds power in the surrenderβ
satin skin, smoke-filled lungs,
and a gaze that asks for
everything and nothing all at once. π¬π
| everything around her slows,
the world narrowing down
to the brush of silk and the
heavy bass of a secret kept in the dark.
"push me 'til I break,
then watch me rebuild
with even sharper edges." π·β¨
.. β± [ listening to: one of the girls ]
noir-luxe β οΈπ signed in lipstick &
soft thunder.
π·π€.. ( moving with slow certainty,
untameable, untouchable,
yet exactly what you desire. πͺ