I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Delirium at night.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Enter the void.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Psychosis.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Homemade Porn.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Chase or be chased.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Looking for a light.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Reception desk on the right. Nothing on the left.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Stubborn love.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Where are we going? It doesn't matter. We're going.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Harsh.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
I can only see walls around everyone.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Everything is connected.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Sorry Sir. I'm right. You're wrong.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Hanging.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Mystery.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Living in an empty world.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
There are something about strange people that is strangely appealing.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Craft.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Strangeness seems right.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
Underground Delirium.
I'M JOANA MARIA.:
She bites.
