Junio Condensado
Two decades. Achitecture, androgyny, sex, drawings. Se habla español.
I swear, honey, that if I only knew how to love, you’d be the sun in my mornings and I’d be the moon in your darkest nights.
It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.
The simplest memories can be the most powerful ones.
Your skin was so soft.
