MY THIRST BURNS, I AM AT THE
END OF LIFE WITHOUT SOUND.
My heart beats, soul's attachment to my steps remains constant. The world hums when I'm at the end of my true life. The scales of life, suspended in a body that doesn't touch. Forming a feeling that embraces wounds.

        Based on love, ㅤ..        🩸🪦
     BLOOD. presented that can
                quench blood thirst.

     #MOODBOARD 　　#STORYBOARD
     #MANIPS 　　#ICONS

　　　　　 #LOVEBOARD

Throbbing of love, escape of self. Let me scrape together life of dreams, kneeling before the sky sends down regretful destiny. Forever trapped helplessly labyrinth of deception.