Gentle cleansing milk
“A single day spent doing things which fail to nourish the soul is a day stolen, mutilated, and discarded in the gutter of destiny.” ― Michel Faber, The Crimson Petal and the White Eyes wide open. Soft morning light contouring the walls. Colours shouting at my eyes. The harsh screen blaze of my phone showed … Continue reading Gentle cleansing milk
Aromatic deception 