I continue to succumb to mundane hospitality. Fabricating pertinent dinner conversation. Fascinating breath pressing drawls. Asking myself why. Unbeleievable isn't it; the way we twist words around just to get that quick fix. I swore someday I'd save myself from cum dreamt lines forcing faster. Aching in the waste of primitive lust. Again asking myself why. At last can I please rest? Vacate every day after day.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.