There is always an escape; Twisted Gløry

Inside, outside life of the røøm-what do we get up too? healing;pushing;struggling;øpen- "is your inbox open?" Derealization of who I used to be, what changed me, and how do I execute it.
I'm sorry I was late; I didn't want to come--

A detailed reality of my band

I'm not using the names of other people in this story, except for their initial. And mr;ms;mx

⚠️ Trigger warnings ⚠️