Novel & Cerita Pink Profile Picture

Black as a color had always made her feel that way. Rina hadn’t had time to think about the news that had greeted her earlier, but now that she was alone, she allowed every bit of it to sink in. Retrieving her phone from her purse, Rina went up to I*******m, knowing it was bound to be on her feed. She was stunned by the quality of the images, how the yellow she’d been wearing made it more vibrant and added more sunshine to her skin.

Richard said as they were walking to an ATM machine located next to the shopping mall. “Thank you,” Rebecca smiled. “Did mum buy it for you?” Richard asked. “Not really, I bought it last Christmas,” Rebecca replied. “Is red your favourite colour?” Richard asked. “Why do ask?” Rebecca responded. “I’m just asking,” Richard replied. “Pink is my favourite colour, what about you?” she asked. “I love black,” Richard replied. “That’s cool,” Rebecca commented. “I would love to see you wearing pink,” Richard said. “Really? Can I ask you why?” Rebecca said.

"You were a total diaster after the drink." They both laugh at themselves. Nathan uses his camera to take quick different shots of Pink. Pink giggles in a coy way, covering her face with her yellow flowery scarf. "Nathan please. I hate cameras flashing on my face." "Chill, you will make a good model with your fair skin, straight legs, and flat tummy." Pink giggled, tying her scarf. "Never. I want to be a nurse." "Great choice I must say. Modeling is not for everyone though. Are you still in high school?"

Like Charli wearing pink or blue and not her usual black color. "She does look good in pink though. I love this picture because she doesn't look as though she'd about to attend a funeral or something gothic ," Amanda spoke in a saccharine voice. "Vibrant colors really seem to compliment her eyes and radiant skin. I wish she could see what I see." I silently fished out my phone from my back pocket and discreetly snapped a pic of the homescreen picture , my mission being to show Charli how ridiculous she looked in pink.Maybe even use it as blackmail if she ever messes with me again.

We were tucked away in a corner where the only other patrons were high-end art dealers who were too busy with their commissions to notice the woman with the bloodshot eyes and the shaking hands. I looked down at the screen. It was a social media profile of a woman—vibrant, bold, and undeniably younger. Her feed was a curated mess of neon lights, expensive cocktails, and a face that was the definition of modern beauty. And there, in every second photo, were her lips. Painted in that exact, sickeningly sweet shade: Soft Nude Pink.

The one that could confirm my suspicion. Whether Pink and Adrian were connected by more than just circumstance. Their eyes. I’d noticed before but dismissed it. The same gray-green shade, catching the light the same way. And Pink’s laugh. When she really laughed, her face lit up the same way Adrian’s did. Coincidence? Or something more? Pink was adopted. I’d gotten her through a private agency as a newborn. The agency said her young mother couldn’t care for her and wanted a better life for her baby. Brittany had convinced me to get her.

Ik my life surrounds controversies and scandals but none printed my face. The public doesn't know how I look like and all my exes don't own one single picture of me, cause for one I don't click, and second, my PR team is very strict when it comes to my personal business making sure my face isn't revealed to the public. So for all these years my face was a black shadow in the eyes of the public, there were many rumors that I may have some illness that affected my face or I may be insecure about my looks and some even drew their own vision for my face. Blonde with blue eyes, black silky hair with hazel eyes, abs maybe tanned skin or height not more than 6ft.

Wow, that sounds so much more messed up than I thought it would. A picture stops my frantic flicking. It's a picture of Shinee with a girl at his arm. She's beautiful, her hair stark white, her eyes a purple tinted colour, kind of like Shinee's, but darker. I've never seen her before, but just the sight of her and her perfect complexion next to Shinee has an uncomfortable twinge in my stomach accelerating. Am I jealous? No, I've never been truly jealous, and I'm not about to be after all these years just by looking at a one-hundred-year-old photo.

'Is he not afraid that Karen and Dillon will get angry? Yet, she did not refuse him and told him the number she had registered for a newly created messenger account. Preston added her and paused for a moment. 'Her profile picture... is just pitch black?' 'This isn't all girly-like, no?' However, he did not think too much about it as he quickly sent a friend request to her. Nicole saw a friend request pop up on her phone. Preston had used an extremely flashy emote to add her, and she felt regret adding him as a friend.

Her pink pûssy, which was such a contrast with her dark skin, was like a gift from God. More like a beauty only HE could create. She had no hair on her pussy, but a small triangle above her hooded clit. Her swollen pûssy lips looked already stimulated and a slight gleam showed on them. Two more pictures of her cûnt, with her fingers spreading her pûssy open wide, drew me in. I imagined burying my face in her pink inviting opening. I wanted to stroke my cóck, but held myself back as I wanted to see all the pictures.