I need someone to tell me who I am, what I am to them.. Is there such thing as no longer looking in the mirror? I can’t stand more than 2 seconds while looking at myself.. I’m also dependent on someone and the worst part is: I’ll check them and I’m back to the gulag. Even outside of the gulag, it feels cold.. I wish I were stoic, apathetic to my situation.
『 Foggy day 』 forest
Bir rüyam vardı baktım ağlıyor orda
Foggy nights 2
01.06.2020, 5:44 AM at my place
me gusta estar de nuevo acá
Chuckanut, WA | original photography