Intrigued

There is something about a woman who is a mystery. Something about that air that she surrounds herself in that doesn’t seem to allow anyone to infiltrate. 

What is it about this mystery that makes a woman so intriguing? There is this constant question on who she is. And what her story is. 

Or maybe, just maybe, I am but a nosey bitch. 😝

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