Cold hands touched his back
He couldn’t help himself. He flinched.
It broke the moment, and after an awkward pause she left
Leaving him alone with only half his plans for the night
Luckily Netflix wasn’t as judgey
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SkEtChEs of my daily life through tiny words, artworks, quotes and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.
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Relationships, Sex, and Love
Film poetry and musings
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My personal journey through life...
The girl who aspires to weave her palm creases herself!❤
A safari to (re)discover Strasbourg
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