Category: Bondage
I Don’t Know Who I Am
Why There’s A Hole In Each Heart
It is empty. I fill it again. It is empty. Empty. There is a hole in the bottom that is unseen. Only something solid will plug the hole and fill it completely. I try once again. It is empty. There is a hole in every single heart. It’s a significant…
I Don’t Know Who I Am
Why There’s A Hole In Each Heart
It is empty. I fill it again. It is empty. Empty. There is a hole in the bottom that is unseen. Only something solid will plug the hole and fill it completely. I try once again. It is empty. There is a hole in every single heart. It’s a significant…