Some people linger. Their presence stays like an itch that won’t be scratched. And some nights you will be so desperate to claw them out of you, you will tear holes in your skin.
Photography by Forrest Stinson
Some people linger. Their presence stays like an itch that won’t be scratched. And some nights you will be so desperate to claw them out of you, you will tear holes in your skin.
Photography by Forrest Stinson