Fuzzy

Gulp

Feeling of taking in more than you can handle, consuming negative thoughts, every fear, every piece of anger until it becomes too much. We try to bury these feelings, but they build up, festering beneath the surface, until they erupt, flooding everything familiar and turning it grotesque. Each face is a fragment of that chaos, the parts of ourselves we try to ignore but can never truly escape. It’s a portrayal of human despair, of drowning in emotions we can’t control, until they devour us from within.