29/We're all a bit mad here.    To each One's own, but I'm keping mine. Everyone has a piece of the divide, but some motha'fucka's really oughtta just give it back. Blessings …

someday things may get better, but that day does not exist in this life

"Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment[...] Why was I born among mirrors? The daylight revolves around me. And the night herself …

Sheffield, England    Sylvie. You don't know me yet.