/The Gorgeous Escape/
When I was small , I slept at a bunk bed, I though that was my whole world, cause i donâ€™t have my own bed room, cause i slep with my elder brother. I never have thinging about i can escape for this, I want to escape, Where can i run to? I hate this so much. I am still here now and foeever, the only thing i can do is to make it look gorgeous, so it donâ€™t look discusing anymore. Maybe i can cheat to myself forever.
I know, I am still stuck here.
This is one of my photography project