insomnia
There’s no hopefor my longing for oblivion.the night stagnatesin dark moans,and I can’t escapeto his endless lament Hours are centuriesof blind yearning.The stopped clocklaughs at my defeatand I relapse into
Despite its troubles
There’s no hopefor my longing for oblivion.the night stagnatesin dark moans,and I can’t escapeto his endless lament Hours are centuriesof blind yearning.The stopped clocklaughs at my defeatand I relapse into
Last Sunday, the Christmas lights illuminated the city for the first time this year. Many people with children went out to see the new look of the streets. Most of
Half and Half.
Show us something uncertain, and manipulate light around you to enhance the mood of your image. Photography 101: Mystery.