

It's a cold morning. I'm looking at the roofs of panel houses. It's like I'm in a black and white movie. The sky is grey, my young delicate skin is white as snow. I don't need clothes to hide from this world. You barely me coming up from behind, stroking my back, running your fingers through my curls, you kiss my neck....and you touch there, which makes me take my mind off melancholy... Will you go on with me? #fyp #teen #young #cute #new #sensitive #story