Description
Collections of Diaries and poems certified by my imagination. Day after day, I Sit by the window thinking about my one and only reason to why I am still living and breathing. And how is it that these fantasies are so driven by my perception of how I view real love but most importantly - it will be the death of me if I don't find true love. The entertaining visuals that keeps me away from my reveries are like blossoms blooming to my eyes, but the bitter loneliness that I've seek to find-are now feeling like centuries passing by- that I have no sovereignty over, and cold nights are one of the only reason to why I prolong to stay alive. In other areas, this work is inspired by the one and only... well maybe two one and only(s). Without you two, I couldn't have made it to where I am today.
That Night
