Poisonous Passion For Perfection
Grand expectations and spectacular breakdowns. Fire that burns and leaves smoldering ruins. Bruised dreams and leftover hangover. With my eyes on fire I have blinded myself. Woken up in the
Grand expectations and spectacular breakdowns. Fire that burns and leaves smoldering ruins. Bruised dreams and leftover hangover. With my eyes on fire I have blinded myself. Woken up in the
Tomorrow is a winter solstice, the shortest and the darkest day of the year. For that occasion I would like to brighten up the darkness and bring some more visual
I have been coming up with hundreds of excuses to postpone starting a blog. Being a perfectionist can be a drag sometimes. It is a wonderful feature of character to