toridori's Letters
With love and light
When I look in the mirror all I see is a face, the face isn’t necessarily mine or anyone else’s for that matter. It’s just a face. Whenever I look at my body all I see is a body, nothing more, nothing less. And when I look at my hands I do not see a human, fore I’ve detached myself from humanity ages ago. There’s nothing left of me, no spark nor…read more