“See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life”
– Sylvia Plath
Photography by: Sean Laine Photo
MUA: Jaxx Marr
The magic of the bones grabbed ahold of her and infused itself with every part of her, rapidly planting its roots firmly through her. As it did, she felt every doubt and bit of logic banished from her like murky, toxic smoke escaping through the air. Her mind was...
A part of her knew deep down the true looming monster was of her own making, fueled and fed by her own mind. Her inner darkness and vicious logic had a certain power that was not easy to relinquish, but essential to control. The noise in her head- the unshakable...