Mirpi Photography

Mornings .. Space between complete silence and tasteless loneliness… I want to cry every morning I open my eyes and there is no one around.. I want to cry when I wake up next to someone.. Every morning I feel pain inside.. I feel alone even when someone’s around.. It became like a mist that falls on me every time I open my eyes.. It covers my face …I feel it’s weight on me… in me.. Will it always be like this? I miss someone..I miss something.. I don’t know who and I don’t know what.. There were times when I felt complete …I felt complete in someone’s arms.. I felt like I am hidden from everyone, safe.. that I can’t be harmed … I was peaceful and calm..I was happy.. I guess !? I don’t know anymore.. These words..how can anyone relate to my words.. We all feel something different… Every word we read has a different meaning for us … It sounds the same..but feels so different.. So..happy..was I? If I say ...”I was happy in his arms.” What do...

I have a body to be your sexual slave.. Face for all your pedophile dreams to come true.. mind that creates the result of your sickness.. You look at what I create and you admire sick result of your passion. You don't understand it ? Your should fear it.. You will face your worst pains You will face your worst nightmares.. You will face.. …ME… Look at what you created …