Nov 2016
Isn't it odd?
In my futile attempts to dogde hugs from playful infatuations,
i got kissed by steady, lip-biting love.
Odd, isn't it?
In my futile attempts to dogde hugs from playful infatuations,
i got kissed by steady, lip-biting love.
Odd, isn't it?
(Italy)
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