She grabbed my hand so hard, it seemed like I could pull her out of the dark waters of her dream. I tried to reciprocate her strength because I somehow imagined that she could save me. Suddenly we were both in tears. We cry for each other and for ourselves. We originally wanted to find strength in each other, but we met in this fragile tear.
Double crazy batch
Concept: Love is a puppy, the beating of a heartbeat and being broken again and again