Where a broken boy and a curious girl share their pain at midnight through music.

So, I told you, I've seen waters so pure, my eyes were convinced, my mind was still asleep. Dreaming a beautiful dream of the mighty ocean, stretched out in front of me. But that dream soon turned into a nightmare, For once the tide went through me, I realised, the water was, what I had always feared. Started: 23/04/2018 End: ...

" She was beautiful, in the way that art was beautiful." disclaimer; this story has a few very sensitive subjects such as suicide and etc.

" I wanna hold your hand and go to the other side of the earth to end this winter. How much longing has to fall like snow For the spring days to come?"

"All extremes of feeling are allied with madness." - Virginia Woolf, Orlando