Trauma scenes lurk everywhere in the corners of our world. . . They shock our eyes and wound our mind into a lasting paralysis. Maddening
Trauma scenes lurk everywhere in the corners of our world. . . They shock our eyes and wound our mind into a lasting paralysis. Maddening
I love the way you hate me. . . when your smile reveals fangs, and your laughter lacks humane lustre I love the way you
Underneath the books lies the rot in the club Underneath the drinks lies the drain in the bar The church is whitewashed on the outside