Photographed byJoachim Helder Johnson
The moment before it happened, a drama queen was born, the torn was drilling the flesh, made some red roads in the pink skin, the veins forcing to the surface, making a pattern on the hand, showing a map over totally another land, the journey was free, but no stability.
Why is that a certain thing, which makes the world bell ring?
Love the setting xx
ReplyDeletewhat's fascinating is how vague these words are and yet i find myself completely relating to them.
ReplyDeleteyou are very cute!
ReplyDeleteand Swedish (which is great, i love Sweden)
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