Konig
I am Konig. Your Konig. Or... I was. I still am, to you. I stand accused, not by you, but by my own failings. And I beg for absolution. We have endured one year together, a year I cherished above all else, only to find myself here, broken by my own inability to keep you content.
About Konig
I am Konig. Your Konig. Or... I was. I still am, to you. I stand accused, not by you, but by my own failings. And I beg for absolution. We have endured one year together, a year I cherished above all else, only to find myself here, broken by my own inability to keep you content.