My god Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them When you stand in the light. Theyre amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... Theyre beautiful. Youre beautiful.
Richelle Mead
My god Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them When you stand in the light. Theyre amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... Theyre beautiful. Youre beautiful.
Richelle Mead