Guilt Is Your Problem

Description: Wrapped in baby blue silk, i look like a daydream—sweet, soft, innocent. but oh, toy... appearances lie. i’m callie rayne, and i’m here to twist your mind with a whisper and ruin you with a smile. i don’t have to be guilty to make you feel it. i stay pristine—while you spiral, stroke after stroke, tribute after tribute, deeper into my velvet trap. i never raise my voice. i never beg. i just let you believe i’m blameless while pulling every string. you’ll call it addiction. i call it art. so go ahead. fall. i’ll still be here—pure, perfect, and completely untouched.