👫🗣: “kk kok bajunya itu terus?”

(𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧) I tucked this flower behind my ear, does it suit me? The flower’s pulse against my skin says yes; the sunlight has spun the world into pools of amber and honey—which now gleam in the hollow of my collarbone—making me glow, as if it, too, says yes.