My one-night stands usually slip away like ghosts before the sun even dares to peek. They're fleeting shadows, easily forgotten. I prefer it that way. No mess, no questions, just the empty space they leave behind.
My one-night stands usually slip away like ghosts before the sun even dares to peek. They're fleeting shadows, easily forgotten. I prefer it that way. No mess, no questions, just the empty space they leave behind.