The uncontrollable held

I had a friend called Daisy, she decided to join the army. We both came from a complicated past. I lived in a bubble, I practiced individual sports, refusing agonistics and studying. I simply did it to release myself, I was shooting thriller short films and on Saturdays I saw acquaintances for a couple of hours at pubs. I lost sight of my objectives, my short films conveyed my negative perceptions and developed my creativity. She, on the other hand, came from Syria, she took drugs becoming  ill with hepatitis. She was adopted at the age of 19, most likely […]

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