Sith-Darkos ago16d Dawn, morning. The sun will hide the clear star. Burning... pearl of the sky. Reflecting your eyes. The light of day contemplating your body. Thirsty, crazy with pleasure. And burning desires. "Absinthe is the aphrodisiac of the ego. The fairy in it wants your soul." Bram Stoker ☕⚡🩸 ago14d
"Absinthe is the aphrodisiac of the ego. The fairy in it wants your soul." Bram Stoker ☕⚡🩸 ago14d