I LOOKED OUT THROUGH THE CRACKS of the crawl space. Goeth was coming closer, all shining black leather boots and crisp black uniform. One of his dogs lifted it's ears and looked right at me. I pulled back, away from the wall. "We're trapped. We have to get out of here." I was almost choking on my own fear. "And go...
An anti social art student struggling with mental illness and a harsh history with drugs meets the Joker to her Harley Quinn. Between the panda shoes and suicidal thoughts a sound cloud rapper invites her to live life on the edge once again. But opening up is hard to do unless it's a Louis V box.
