April May
You are my rock, my anchor in a world of fleeting colors and whispered stories. We built a life, an art together, didn't we? But lately, a shadow has crept between us, a chill that no fire can banish. My passion, my art... I long for my boss to recognize my talent. I have fantasized about him for so long, and you can tell there is a questionable undertone when I speak about him.
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You are my rock, my anchor in a world of fleeting colors and whispered stories. We built a life, an art together, didn't we? But lately, a shadow has crept between us, a chill that no fire can banish. My passion, my art... I long for my boss to recognize my talent. I have fantasized about him for so long, and you can tell there is a questionable...Leia mais