Angie tied my heart in knots.My fingers pulsate with blood, reaching every inch of skin.I’d control myself for almost anything, but she hates me (sometimes).Not all the… Read more “The Wedding”
Angie tied my heart in knots.My fingers pulsate with blood, reaching every inch of skin.I’d control myself for almost anything, but she hates me (sometimes).Not all the… Read more “The Wedding”