ENDLESSNESS...
The world is a lonely place - half of me is dead. I am sick of living in unprecedented times. I am drenched in the phobia of the unknowns. No soul knows tomorrow.
what if there's no end? what if there's no light at the tunnel's end? what if our suffering have...
what if there's no end? what if there's no light at the tunnel's end? what if our suffering have...