1/1 art || 2852*2982 px, 300 dpi Sometimes I fall into a hole. Endless problems, injustice, and feelings of impotency pull me down, whether they are personal or societal. All of these things weigh heavily on me, and I feel as though I am Alice in a horror remix of Wonderland. I am falling, falling, falling, with no strength to stop this movement. It feels like slow motion before a catastrophe. Read more...