ATTN—I'm getting ready to finish my last semester of school, so this is my last weekend online. And yeah, once it’s past, I can’t squeeze in more—this Sunday at midnight is the cutoff to book appointments.
My skin’s soft like melted milk chocolate—smooth, rich, and impossible to ignore. Which, okay, it’s basically the whole “dangerously sweet for the first time” feeling, and then suddenly you’re stuck thinking about it for a while. I’m also wearing that same kind of confidence the way chocolate carries sweetness—naturally, effortlessly, irresistibly—like the taste stays even after you’re done. Wait, I kinda already said that craving part—still, it fits.
‼ OUTS ONLY‼
