Lust has never been enough for me. Authenticity. I only ever wanted one. I loved one. One destroyed me. Even now, not wanting him, I remain the same. Its chaotic love that interests me. Just that.
Lust has never been enough for me. Authenticity. I only ever wanted one. I loved one. One destroyed me. Even now, not wanting him, I remain the same. Its chaotic love that interests me. Just that.
