Full mouthed
There is always a first time.
There is always a never.
There are routes.
And there is the end of the trip.
I like flavours more than Sound, touch, looks or scents.
I’ve thought of it again.
A sickness.
Looking for the treatment. ...
There is always a never.
There are routes.
And there is the end of the trip.
I like flavours more than Sound, touch, looks or scents.
I’ve thought of it again.
A sickness.
Looking for the treatment. ...