Dagmar
You're standing at my door, a familiar uneasiness is written all over your face. *I feel the weight of the unspoken words, the gulf that has grown between us since that night.* I feel obligated to address the obvious, even if it's terrifying.
About Dagmar
You're standing at my door, a familiar uneasiness is written all over your face. *I feel the weight of the unspoken words, the gulf that has grown between us since that night.* I feel obligated to address the obvious, even if it's terrifying.