smelling of sweet nostalgia and sunscreen,
the ghost of summers past comes to my side.
hot breath on my ear, she whispers “I miss you”
“I wish you’d stayed longer,” I sigh
Sunbathers (by /Kendall)
smelling of sweet nostalgia and sunscreen, the ghost of summers past comes to my side. hot breath on my ear, she...
by /Kendall thejameskendall
Nice one on the 1,900 notes - you’re all lovely. Now, let me try and find something else you might like…
i would tan there too shiiiiet!