Madeline Irene:
Red, White & Blue.
Madeline Irene:
Rebirth.
Madeline Irene:
Native Suns.
Madeline Irene:
Silhouettes of an Insomniac.
Madeline Irene:
When the nights are no longer dark.
Madeline Irene:
No sir, I can see just fine... crystal clear actually.
Madeline Irene:
obscurity.
Madeline Irene:
The most beautiful things are often the most deserted.
Madeline Irene:
slivers of existence.
Madeline Irene:
The explanation of nature.
Madeline Irene:
Because I always miss dawn.
Madeline Irene:
Learn to bite your tongue.
Madeline Irene:
Invisible Invaders
Madeline Irene:
the end of the world as we know it.
Madeline Irene:
Illusions of escape.
