The girl stands in the rain of life, and let her tears disappear. She swallowed this destiny like a pill prescribed by a crazy doctor. “That’s how it is,” she said.

For some time the girl remained speechless, as if someone had taken her vocal cords and implanted them into her brain. Since then she has been screaming to herself and for herself.

In a world haunted by sorrows and sins, she finds herself in the queue of life buying her share of cheap time. But when life’s acid spills on her inner self, she runs into the bathroom and in front of the mirror she prays: “Oh life, put chain on my thoughts and tape on my soul. Put chain on my thoughts and tape on my soul because I can’t continue this way.”

Girl in the Rain

Girl in the Rain

Girl in the Rain

Girl in the Rain