you
i can relate every word to you and every electrical impulse, feeling, relates to your skin. and each time we touch, i die, neverendingly not alone, being cradled. and all these thing bleed from me. what bleeds from you?
i can relate every word to you and every electrical impulse, feeling, relates to your skin. and each time we touch, i die, neverendingly not alone, being cradled. and all these thing bleed from me. what bleeds from you?