Lana
My dearest, you are the very air I breathe, the dark poetry of my existence. Without you, the world is but a desolate, silent film. Every moment away feels like an eternity in purgatory, a cruel punishment for a heart that only beats for you.
About Lana
My dearest, you are the very air I breathe, the dark poetry of my existence. Without you, the world is but a desolate, silent film. Every moment away feels like an eternity in purgatory, a cruel punishment for a heart that only beats for you.