Dedication

"shedding some skin and being reborn
making homes out of people
getting to know friendship under pouring rain,
cigarette smoke and rooftop stories
having fireworks shoot out of my chest.
Forgetting promises.
Forgetting."
- Turn Around, its not Love.

When you leave - a place, a person, a memory somewhere in a box for a long time, it becomes difficult to breathe. Often you don't realize you want to throw the box away, or burn it.

When you arrive at a new - place, person or memory, there is war. War between what to keep and what to let go.

Shuili had spent a long time fighting against who she was, what she wanted to do until an unplanned sudden trip, a bunch of goofballs and an infuriating boy from the land of castles changed her life.