Million miles separate me from you. The world moves in mean ways. We’re dying from starvation. Dying gives us more hope than love. Everything is getting dark. Nobody sees me. I see nobody. We don’t give a fuck. Children flesh. Smoke in my lungs. And war. Bodies grabbing each other to feel something else apart from loneliness. Lies we tell ourselves everyday so we don’t die out of sadness.
I surrender to the madness and forgive the world because it has you.
Fotografía por Martin Canova