I have no grip on reality.... watch me waste away December 11, 2001-8:10 p.m.
Chia's feelin
If I were a work of art, I would be Edvard Munch's The Scream.
I express the subconscious troubles and anxieties of the world. I hold my head and let loose the primal terror of my innermost fears, surrounded by a lurid landscape which reflects my feeble grasp on reality.