Daisy May
"Dais," I say.
"Yeah?" She draws circles on my chest with a light touch of her fingers as we lay on my bed.
"You're a fucking liar."
She stops momentarily but continues seconds later and laughs sadly. "I know."
"Yeah?" She draws circles on my chest with a light touch of her fingers as we lay on my bed.
"You're a fucking liar."
She stops momentarily but continues seconds later and laughs sadly. "I know."
THEME | treilles 2013