C86 Mae
Days later I'm still unable to stop myself from thinking about Leo. No matter how I try not to pull him into my thoughts, he always ends up in it. If I think of my father, I think of him. If I think of how better I'm getting at practice, I think of him. If I wanted to touch myself, I think of him, and his lips against my skin. It was becoming exhausting at some point but never less exciting
