Beautiful mama and myself.
I didn't have the time to explore every detail of this island. The past days were awful and exhausting, rushing through streets and trying to find a place to move. My eyes saw blood on the street, vivid wonderful shortfilms chased my sleep, a non endurable feeling of dread and sorror was haunting me, Luna passed away. The creepy part is that I somehow knew this would happen.
Listening to: Regina Spektor - Lady
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