Homme Fatal
Im no boy. Im no thing that can be summed up. So don't ever forget that, But remember this: think of me a kaleidoscope twirling colors & shapes endlessly. & as long as you twist me I'll form new shapes and sizes. Forever pleasing your thirsty eye.
Homme Fatal
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