I write. Do you read?
Mahesh lit a match stick and burned the photo. He picked up his wallet, dusted his clothes, and went... Mahesh lit a match stick and burned the photo. He picked up his wallet, dusted h...
As my tears stroll, my past melts. Again I’m back to the future. As my tears stroll, my past melts. Again I’m back to the future.
She lifts Shaman, kissed him on the lips, and took him to the bedroom. At night, she thinks about wh... She lifts Shaman, kissed him on the lips, and took him to the bedroom. At night,...