Obidos. Marlboro reds. My betrayal. My lies. 9-hour phone calls and a number I can’t make myself dial. I wish he’d know: who I am now, I owe it to him.
15 April 2008
2~365 Rui
Obidos. Marlboro reds. My betrayal. My lies. 9-hour phone calls and a number I can’t make myself dial. I wish he’d know: who I am now, I owe it to him.
