MRS.STENCH

Chiesa di S. Maria delle anime del Purgatorio

you know when you look in the mirror and you know very well who you are and that the image reflected in it is true and without deception?

But all of a sudden someone always comes along who makes you believe you are a monster, a person with a dark soul, and that's okay with you because the opinion of others doesn't count for you, and you say to yourself: "Hey who cares!".

So, who are the real monsters?

I still remember when seven years ago I caught a glimpse of you on the other side of that classroom, I immediately understood that ours were two similar souls.

It will be beautiful to look at my leg and see this tattoo, which will not be one of many tattoos but which will forever remind me of you and our friendship, and above all because you helped me overcome one of those stupid fixations that I had been carrying around for a long time...

I think there is nothing more comforting than complicity with a friend or the immense relief of having confided in her, a bit like what happens between the two of us (many times even without speaking).

You know how difficult it is for two vipers like us to show affection so I'll just say that we are modern Johnny Depp and Marylin Manson.