mercredi 6 août 2014

All Our Illusions Were Just A Parade


Dolly was lying on her bed, wrapped in her little daisy dress.
'The party was cool until I start to think about you' - she thought. 
She had been going crazy again. The Monster had come to her again.
The little scratches on her thighs reminded her the madness of it all. 
She couldn't fight ; she wasn't strong enough. 

Now she was resting. 
The nightmare was over - waiting in the darkness of the night to come back, later.

Il semblerait que l'une de mes (nombreuses) dernières lubies soit de poser la tête renversée sur mon lit...


Handmade dress - vintage
Socks - H&M


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