Chaos embroiders the world on a daily basis; it somehow manages to creep into our lives like a newborn snake, slowly and deadly. Most of us consider Chaos to be blood melting pink in the snow, mass hysteria; people running and screaming, bodies lying twisted on the floor of the pavement. But, it has another definition too. Chaos can also be when you lose all sense of yourself, when you’re not in control of your own life, your own body, your own actions, what you think or do. When you feel powerless, empty inside.

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