Some ghosts wear perfume.
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Stories by ghostalya
Cold Neon
Într-un oraș care nu doarme, ci doar se preface, ea încearcă să scape de umbrele care o urmăresc. Dar ce faci...
I Never Cried. Until You.
She let him in, knowing he might leave.
He left, not knowing he took her with him.
This is not a love story...