Yeah and you said love was an open door, you sick fuck.
Trapped by Codrina Cazacu
Photographer statement: I felt like a stranger, trapped in my own body. There was too many things grinding up my insides, wearing my mind and my sanity down and not letting me sleep at night.
I would give anything to just be able to let go and escape, even for one day, and float away like dandelion fluff in the wind. x