Waking up Dead inside of my Head
he smoked a cigarette in black and white
daily routines at Ealing Broadway, London.
according to the camera, the bike’s yellow. yellow.
Today I’ve met this guy who is an old friend of mine.
As you can see, he’s been party-raving quite a lot, he’s taken so many drugs that his head’s skin has gradually fallen off!
But he reassures all of us: “I’m alive and still love techno music”.
Sardinia seaside view.
This is the draft of an image I’m working on for my “persuasive image” university assignment. Very simple.
let no one know.
he’s found a way
let me introduce a brand new friend!