I Go to the Rock

A place in our minds that can be so intense yet unable to accepted. This is a beautiful descent into madness. As we drown in our own fears of love& hate, we call it sensibility; this is never ending. I go to the rock to clean me of my sins. This world is big enough for all of us. * Unlockable Content * Access to a printable version 5700 × 8192 pixels