Adelina_meow
fansly
🕑 Added 2024-06-26 06:07:52 +0000 UTC
Her eyes are not like the stars, in them beats a moth with a living fire.... Another ordinary evening is spent, but with her it's different every time....
Her rebukes are the heralds of coolness, like grass cut in August...and even if there is not a drop of truth in her eyes, she... divinely right
William Shakespeare
