à toi,

à toi,

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Parts 14

Ongoing13m

Last published Mon, Aug 21, 2017

anger city dark deep friendship

you tell me stories about my legs around your body, your hands gripping my hips, i'm kerosene and you're the lighter ©dopaminedream, 2016

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