(of blush scenes & unwritten things). 🐩📒
“rosewater-laced moments, sugar scripts. just before the plot twists into kisses, confessions, and something warm.”
“rosewater-laced moments, sugar scripts. just before the plot twists into kisses, confessions, and something warm.”
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my locker smells like strawberry perfume and bad decisions, maybe a little lip gloss too. I blame my playlist and the way he says “hi.”
my locker smells like strawberry perfume and bad decisions, maybe a little lip gloss too. I blame my playlist and the way he says “hi.”
heartbeats have been feeling a little sweeter lately, like soft cake crumbs and quiet lullabies tucked in ribbon-colored hours. everything smells like rosemary and blush, like something beautiful waiting at the edge of maybe.
