Everybody is running from something, it only takes a matter of time to realize that it’s your conscience. You might not take note of it but it always crawls up to your bed on random nights. They call them nightmares…
Doesn’t she trust him enough, anymore? She’s probably over thinking, maybe. Same old story, every night, “Am I not as interesting as the boys? Have I gained weight? Or maybe, it’s the stretch marks?” Enough with the thoughts, get to bed.
“What’s with her anyways? Haven’t I done enough? Hard work equals more money in turn she lives lavishly but what do I get, more bickering, women… I should get back home instead, I can’t stand sleeping on a wet pillow full of tears.”
Photographer and Creative Director : Amyvisuals
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