Desahogo

Spitting out what tortured you, those words that were pierced between your chest and back, now they run through your entire body, but on the outside... Inside they were the chaos that kept you awake in the nights, but don't be mistaken, they're still here, now you feel a relief inside, but don't make the mistake of ignoring your executioner, you can't change what you put outside... "You are the owner of your silences and the slave of your words" -Aristotle Resolution: 4900 x 6860 px