
I shattered the identity I gave my soul to, with heavy black pencil strokes.

I shattered the identity I gave my soul to, with heavy black pencil strokes.

Years of unfinished thoughts, finally spilling out same bones, new flesh a little cleaner, still broken

Years of unfinished thoughts, finally spilling out same bones, new flesh a little cleaner, still broken

A small rant about anger control and the 5th dimension

A small rant about anger control and the 5th dimension

A visual response to a song made by Çalka

A visual response to a song made by Çalka
