"In the summer when the moon is full and the air thick like cotton candy; you can hear the stars whisper stories of summer romances sparked underneath the moons magic glow." x
My mind is in a permanent state of WANDERLUST .. A conundrum of thoughts and pictures .. a constant dream sequence. My dreams consist of sushi, sex, leather, lace and the occasional mascaraed ball; but not necessarily in that order.
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