Hey! Come here, spill the tea!
On any afternoon, I find myself in the room, my fingers tracing gently along the curve of the steaming teacup, while my gaze gets lost in the landscapes unfolding beyond the window. The golden sunlight highlights my contemplative expression. In an inviting manner, I call out: "Hey! Come here, spill the tea!" This moment is a dance between the comforting warmth of the tea, my intimate thoughts, and the implicit complicity in the invitation for you to look at me as I bare myself.mona
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