Author: No One
•marți, octombrie 13, 2015
Tanjesc dupa ceva, cineva, o conexiune. Sex, talk, intimacy. I can taste it on my tip of my tongue, and yet it seems so far. Caut, inventez povesti cu persoane cu care n-ar tb sa am aceste povesti. E aproape ca si cum nici nu conteaza persoana, ci doar sa simt ce imi doresc sa simt.

There are those days. And this is one of them.

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