AlyssaForelsket - There's something living in my closet. It smells of opera houses and sounds like champagne. But there's no world outside the front door. I've been living on airport time, fuelled by liquid breakfast. Trying to remember.
There's something living in my closet. It smells of opera houses and sounds like champagne. But there's no world outside the front door. I've been living on airport time, fuelled by liquid breakfast. Trying to remember.
