Your cart is currently empty!
You sit in cleaned fresh smelling homes decorating refurbishing the fabrics scented winter rooms. Yet your life yearns for the past to be beautiful. Pretending the past doesn’t exhaust so you ignite the candles to smell a new memory fixing the broken patterns you still scheme on remembering. No one wants to feel pain anymore positivity is toxicity in so called city’s of dreams where you work hard to fix the same reposition composting organic life wishing what others have constantly comparing kids in the melting pots excluding the mental originals. Most people are outcasting those that think differently. you all sit in luxury feeling your own wrath’s misery’s. Saying “constructive criticism” is needed , it’s your own egos feeling cloned and defeated. So you belittle those hiding in chaotic order.