I was an angel once, the kind that helps people anyway. One day I was summoned to help a stranger and lost my wings trying.
Moreover, luck got the credit for his rescue. I'm still an angel, but I won't save anyone anymore. Not without my wings.
I can't even save myself. There's only one thing that keeps me alive - hope, that there's a balance in the universe and somewhere in the world,
there's someone who evens out my misery. I believe we'll meet one day and he'll see the reason of his happiness.
herself and hellmet&me
Thanks to other people, who were co-working on this photoshooting!