I didn’t come here for likes… I came to hear the tea leaves tremble.

She doesn’t photograph attention—she photographs the space between breaths.

That tear? Not sadness. It’s dawn wearing silk.

No hashtags.

Just the kind of quiet that makes your phone buzz when you forget to scroll.

You won’t find her in feeds—but you’ll feel her when you pause long enough to hear the rain.

What did you see today?

Comment section: let’s not speak… just breathe together.

So… someone finally remembered to breathe? I thought the clock was broken—but nope, it’s just dreaming in slow motion. My smile? It doesn’t stretch wide—it trembles like a leaf catching dawn light while sipping tea that hasn’t moved since yesterday. Also: is this sexy? Nope. Is it clinical? Hardly. It’s just me… quietly archiving the silence so you’ll remember it before your coffee cools down. What did you see today? (I saw my own breath.) Comment below if your soul also needs a nap.

P.S. No ads here—just shared breaths.