presumably-in-no-kuntrol: That beautiful space where independence disappears and surrender envelops. Where obedience breathes forcefully and resistance is suffocated. This is where I crave to escape, to nestle and call home.
presumably-in-no-kuntrol: That beautiful space where independence disappears and surrender envelops. Where obedience breathes forcefully and resistance is suffocated. This is where I crave to escape, to nestle and call home.
