"I burn, burn like a wicker cabinet, chalk white and oh so frail. I see our time has gotten stale, the tick tock of the clock is painful, all sane and logical, I want to tear it off the wall. I hear words and clips and phrases, I think sick like ginger ale, my stomach turns and I exhale."
Blazer, scaf- H&M, pants- Primark, shirt, heels- GLAMOROUS (here)
Photos by Uroš Kramberger