Garams inner monologue is so fucking poetic and deep, sweet yet erotic. Something about that is so intimate,that every time I read his monologue I get a lil jealous that I still haven’t found that one person to share the same passion and love garam and the professor have, I mean thats was love is all about huh accepting the ugliness and beauty of a person.
Garams inner monologue is so fucking poetic and deep, sweet yet erotic.
Something about that is so intimate,that every time I read his monologue I get a lil jealous that I still haven’t found that one person to share the same passion and love garam and the professor have, I mean thats was love is all about huh accepting the ugliness and beauty of a person.