Report, if you have a problem with this page“ I buried my face against his neck, breathing him in - the smell of machine oil, summertime, a thousand memories ”
L.A. Weatherly
From : Broken Sky
Report, if you have a problem with this page“ I buried my face against his neck, breathing him in - the smell of machine oil, summertime, a thousand memories ”
L.A. Weatherly
From : Broken Sky
