the smoke is making pretty patterns in the air and it's a shame that no pattern will ever be as beautiful as your face was.
YOU ARE READING
cigarettes ✔
Short Storyyou intoxicated me with your words and your smile; so when you left I had withdrawal symptoms in the form of sleepless nights and burnt (cigarettes) ➳ a story about an addict who could not see anything due to the smoke obscuring their...
( smoke )
the smoke is making pretty patterns in the air and it's a shame that no pattern will ever be as beautiful as your face was.
