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will be active in my another acc. hmu if you still wanna be my friend! byeeee. <3

which side of my duality would you choose?

white shirt draped like a whisper, a book resting in my hand as the café hum fades into the background. glass walls scatter the light into quiet shapes, and green leaves lean in as if keeping secrets.

caught in a frame of glass and greenery, i sit still—half in the world outside, half in the mirror’s quiet echo. a fleeting pause, where silence sketches its own kind of portrait. in that pause, i find a softness words can’t quite hold.

rolling up with my nong, 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲—like a duo straight out of a cartoon panel. one’s got the cool, and the other’s rocking that oversized swag. who needs superheroes when we’ve already got this squad?

standing where the tide kisses the earth, i let the wind script quiet verses across my skin. the sea keeps its secrets, the sky hums its silence, and i—just a passerby—learn how stillness can speak in endless ways.

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will be in update_only mode for an indefinite times. FUB free... (nangis)

today, a different pair of hands painted my face. soft strokes, new touches. my hair has grown longer, quietly stretching with time. do you see something new in me? perhaps a shade you haven’t noticed before? be honest, how do i appear in your gaze today? xitter.cf/kasjbook/status/193897…

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nom nom! 🥢 let me dig in while keeping you company in this little chat. have you had your dinner yet? if not, don’t forget to eat something yummy so you can power through the rest of your day! xitter.cf/kasjbook/status/193534…

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the photos from my latest series, 𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀, are finally out. now we wait for the date to be revealed. any wild guesses on when it’ll air? are your hearts steady enough for the wait?

feeling bored, stuck in another nothing-to-do kind of day… so here i am, playing with instagram filters again. 55555.

they say strength lives in the muscles, but no one warned me my hands would bear the battle scars. rough palms, proof that the gym isn’t just lifting weights, it’s surviving them. sigh… these hands didn’t ask for this. but i’m still weirdly enjoying the gym, pain and all.

who’s excited for our upcoming series, 𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀? 😁☝️

walking through the city like it’s my own runway. denim jacket on, cool bag in hand, and a quiet confidence tagging along. there’s a certain ease in this look that feels just right for me. tell me, doesn’t this style fit like a second skin?

sat pretty in a bathroom throne, lips set to drama mode, letting the mirror mind its business. no words, just posture and a little mischief. lights hum overhead, but the real glow? that’s just me, owning the silence like it’s part of the outfit.

will be inactive for 3 days ahead. see you guys! <3