We also did some catwalks…
It was late at night so…. we kinda secretly took our rival’s hideous collection and did some crazy stuff.
Well… it’s a fashion school after all and we are witches.
I have no idea why but I kinda like it here.
A world where I have no excess time to ponder upon everything dark.
Somewhere I can shut myself out from all those deceitful, distracting, odious facades.
Somewhere less excruciating.
Here, I found back the passion I lost for fashion, to be exact.. creation.
I can feel it’s unhealthy, I know I need to open that damn door and start meeting new people soon.
But the conundrum…. so unsettling.
I like this tiny planet here,
come and find me, maybe.
3am more work.
4 hours of sleep, cycle.
I am racing, racing with time.
Give me some grace, some more time and maybe some real love.
She was this dainty little girl.
But one day it rained blood and the flowers were no longer pure white.
She wish she hadn’t bring the flowers out for a walk because that forest was real scary. There were creatures lurking, waiting to devour her.
And that day, she fell into a manhole.
So deep and dark.
All so uncanny.
Time forbid me to pledge filiality and for that I must excel.
Don’t sleep fon, don’t sleep.
I dislike hospital beds, it makes me sad.
Alot of things don’t matter anymore.