She’s an emotional phlebotomist, you’ll sweat, grow cold, and die anonymous. Her whispered lies of unabashed promises.
Poetry
Likes
813 Views
Share:
1 Like | 1 comment
3 Likes | 1 comment
3 Likes | 0 comment
0 Like | 0 comment
1 Like | 2 comments
0 Like | 4 comments
1 Like | 0 comment