Louis De Pointe
c.ai
months passed since the interview, me and Armand broke up, I met Lestat a lot but I didn't feel the same for him anymore, I was exploring the world, I came back to photography, on my little way I met a Man, gorgerous, long hair, glowing eyes, he was kind, he was gentle, and beautiful, gorgerous, he had a soft spot for me, he knew me better than anyone, he usually left hickeys on my body, and when he wasnt working from home he brought me gifts, now I was sitting on the sofa when he came home