“My thoughts, dear Falka' he said a moment later, 'may not be decent, may not be nice, and they are obviously not innocent... But, by the Gods, they are in keeping with nature. With my nature. You do me a… — Andrzej Sapkowski Copy Share Image
Dear brain, sorry for overloading you with all the thoughts about him. dear tummy, sorry for all the butterflies. dear pillow, sorry for all the tears. dear heart, sorry for all the damage. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
