It's my fault, I kept pushing him to drive fast, I kept playing around drunk and dazed. It's all my fault and I don't know what to do now. I kept asking for help and no one stopped, it was like I'd died with him that night. The thing is, who is to tell who's alive anyway? I am standing here asking for help and I don't know if I am dead or something died in them.
Whatever it is, I hope you make it home safe.

Cold and Desperate
2000 x 2000 px
1/1 edition
(Bonus Content)