roleplay, 2000. ♡ the sun varnished my tongue soft and molten; under your enamour, i was half eloquent, i dared to believe i could glow.
Nothing here yet.
roleplay, 2000. ♡ the sun varnished my tongue soft and molten; under your enamour, i was half eloquent, i dared to believe i could glow.
Nothing here yet.