Every curve and every shadow in this shot was designed to leave you breathless and wanting a taste of what’s hidden beneath. I love how the light plays across my skin, highlighting the very parts that make your heart race and your hands ache to reach out. Forget about what your parents want or that boring career path, because right now, I’m the only ambitious crossover you should be focused on. There’s no going back once you see how smooth I can be when things get a little bit dirty and a lot more intimate. Come and tell me exactly what you’d do if you accidentally walked into my private space, or better yet, come see the rest of my collection where the real fun happens. I’m waiting for you to join me so we can explore every naughty thought you’ve been keeping to yourself.
I relate to the upper part too much
“Fuck go back”
Is it OC?
My parents want me to become a lawyer but all I want to he is happy
ah yes, a fellow asian, my parents wants me to become a lawyer
Not having a choice on how you live your life and what you do must be shit.
I have mental health issues from childhood as it is. I cant imagine the impact this level of control must have on people
My parents asking me why I can’t win the Nobel prize when much more underprivileged people have won it before
Great idea executed to perfection. This will get big.
Edit: Called it
A very ambitious crossover indeed!
Pretty smooth
Me accidentally walking into the girls restroom
How did u do this?
We can’t bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One trick is to tell ’em stories that don’t go anywhere – like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on ’em. Give me five bees for a quarter, you’d say.
Now where were we? Oh yeah: the important thing was I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn’t have white onions because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones…