as i walked down the dark corridor,a portrait of my dead mother catches my eye........or so i think she is.the presence around me is filled with apperitions of past presences left unadressed leaving me to suspect im not alone in this run down hosipital on a cold night at 3 A.M.
as i walked down the dark corridor,a portrait of my dead mother catches my eye........or so i think she is.the presence around me is filled with apperitions of past presences left unadressed leaving me to suspect im not alone in this run down hosipital on a cold night at 3 A.M.
razorcon92 10 months ago
@razorcon92
Woah... that's awfully... vivid. O_o
CaliforniaTD 9 months ago