In that moment, felling somenthing on your arm, you know its done. Hes always the host, the presenter of your tears, and you can’t do anything, or anyone; anybody.
Even at the moment when your hands seem free, you are in the same bed. With all your world, laughing in silence, like all the time.
First grill?
In that moment, felling somenthing on your arm, you know its done. Hes always the host, the presenter of your tears, and you can’t do anything, or anyone; anybody.
Even at the moment when your hands seem free, you are in the same bed. With all your world, laughing in silence, like all the time.