Her entire life was one long, desperate suicide note.
The voices. The drugs. Missing blocks of time. All compounded - until the break.
There was no fighting it anymore. The time had come. Her point of no return.
This was where angels learned to fly...
The Others
Feeling of Being Watched
Things Out of Place
Slipping Further
This Pulsing Void
Death So Loud
A new painting series.
Bleeding through the ethers soon...
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