Mensajes the spirits are sending me messages!

Once the sun goes away darkness creeps in taking over what the sunlight reigned. Life becomes still no air no sound no aroma no taste. It is another form of death and I like it. This is the view from my bed that I will see each day or at least for the next nine days I will. I open my eyes and the ambience steals my breath. I am instantly painted on a canvas forever to rot in this Victorian mansion. It's exactly where I need to be
RosaElaPilarGoens RosaElaPilarGoens
18-21, F
Aug 28, 2014