EROTISMO DISPERATO TEE

LUST? LOVE?

You already know the difference — until 3am, until your hand's reaching for someone and you can't tell if you want their body or just the silence they used to fill.

Lust doesn't ask permission. Love doesn't leave marks you can point to. Somewhere in between, you lost track of who was driving.

Maybe there was never a difference. Maybe love is just lust that stuck around long enough to leave a scar.