You were nothing but a furtive dalliance.
Our days were conflated with a demure attitude.
I’m an ingenue.
And you are an imbroglio.
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 11:56 PM UTC
You were nothing but a furtive dalliance.
Our days were conflated with a demure attitude.
I’m an ingenue.
And you are an imbroglio.
Using big words is fun.
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