Seeing you gives me an internal sunburn, because my heart burns hot for you like the incinerating sky luminary that makes the seasons. My corazon only makes love, but it can also be used to measure time. 2019/11/262019/11/26 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
There is always something to talk about, even if we talk about talking. But whatever you do, don’t talk about the weather without really talking about the weather. 2019/09/092019/09/09 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
