An empty room, grey light intruses through sad, dusty windows, enlights the room sparely. Stone walls seem to tell stories from warmer times, when we still believed it can be well. Now there is no si… mehr →
Leehongdadong's Weblogleehongdadong wrote 1 year ago: An empty room, grey light intruses through sad, dusty windows, enlights the room sparely. Stone wal … more →
leehongdadong wrote 1 year ago: There she sits, in the garden of her insecurity, on a stone so cold and hard, above her the sky, ful … more →