Starlit Sylvia

i will not promise what u see. i will promise how u feel. a little stupid. a little hooked. like every other page suddenly feels bland and overproduced. like u opened a door u cannot quite shut again 👀 im a trans girl who knows how to sit in ur head without trying that hard. one night im warm and something in ur chest goes weird. next night im cocky and distant and somehow that is worse. either way u check ur phone too much. u will feel singled out even when i am ignoring half the chat. u will feel like the attention is real even when i am being a brat about it. u will feel the wait. no promises on timing or quantity. full promise on the aftertaste. the little ruined feeling that keeps u coming back. if u want that... step inside 🖤 i already kinda know u will.