Mental illness joke. (I have this illness so I'm laughing at myself) I used to have a beautiful girlfriend who loved and cherished me before I got diagnosed with Schizophrenia
Then they put me on some pills and she disappeared
A French Studio, the Transylvanian Tempstress, and the Question of Depth
Pale moonlight streams through the window, wrapping her in a veil of mystery. Gentle lines and softened edges compose the voluptuous silhouette bared to the outside world, an earthy portrait of eroticism designed to solicit worship.
But what of her inner self?
What comprises the deepest, most cherished corners of her soul?
Does it even matter in this place,
Children are to be cherished...
that is why Hamas puts them first.