Finding beauty in the dissonance
Who are we? The weakest creatures in this universe? A short phrase can turn our euphoria into depression. A tiny event turns the tears of happyness into the tears of grief and suffering. But what if we are just soulless hollow men, who change masks when it's necessary or accepted. Who are we?.. Who are you?.. Who am I?... Silence is the answer...

Dedicated to the sweet feelings of hate and anger.

@темы: Art