augustahaines tags:
Snapshot, Girl, White
I'm like the morning light—calm, yet impossible to ignore. There's a quiet curiosity in my eyes, often laced with a hint of irony. I rarely say everything outright, but I always leave something to be felt. I move with ease and quiet confidence; there's no need to rush when attention finds me on its own. I don’t seek to be liked by everyone—and maybe that’s where my strength lies. When I enter a room, the world seems to pause for a moment, just to listen, to notice, to understand.
