do you ever wonder if anyone reads your blog like everyday just to check on you
tao stares at you, bottom lip caught between his teeth. “you’re so beautiful” he whispers. he then smirks and slowly brings his hand up to touch your cold, glass skin. you are a mirror. tao was looking at his reflection.
Kris breaking the punching bag’s record!
oh… he didn’t cover the tattoo on his right arm with a band-aid that time