“Sometimes I lay down in the middle of my messy room and let the mess of my life wash over me. Wave by wave; school, friends… photography, love… myself, oh myself… woosh, a wave crashes and I’m completely drowning and choking in the mess I made of myself.”
Mess. (by Noukka Signe)
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