About this user
a disgusting carcass on a bed scattered with stones,its legs in the air like a woman in need... burning its wedding poisons... like a fountain with its rhythmic sobs. i could hear it clearly with a long murmuring sound, but i touch my body in vain to find the wound. i am the vampire of my own heart.one of the great outcasts condemned to eternal laughter who can no longer smile. am i dead? i must be dead.
Country
Turkey
Occupation
Food Engineer