“You are not the kissing type….”
Dozens of colourful flashbacks – tastes and smells- came from all all directions, hitting like waves hit the ship in the storm, bending and knocking it down.Inside, a silent burst of hysterical laughter, mixed with salt…Instead, there was only a short reply:
“No , I guess I’m not the kissing type…”
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Necuvintele lui sunt negandurile mele...
The art of becoming hinges on being self aware and sometimes, it's painful.
Functioning on coffee, workouts and cabin life energy. I read and write in the mountains.
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