You wake up in a wild town, sleeping with the windows open. Indigo child of the karma sutra. What will become of the truth when we keep it inside? Dark eyes manifesting the moon. You sleep inside the purest melancholy, the melancholy of the dark side of the moon.
harness skirt by Gypsm
creature coat from Miss KL
stud crop top by UNIF
mermaid hellbounds by UNIF
photos by Kiara Jade