Suprasternal notch&Almasy Bosphorus. For the heart is an organ of fire. Because of a wrong name, I died years ago. We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have entered, and swum up like rivers, to walk in such a place with you, an earth without map
Panzon “Your paintings express what everyone feels that they are alone in pain.”“I hope the exit is joyful and I hope never to return.” I love her in red and myself in her. 若有一天我要嫁人便要如Frida一样绝不穿繁稠的白裙着一身蓝裙、惊艳四座电影超现实与蒙太奇效果极美M