My life, similar to an anchor. A small body, drowning, by it's own weight. Watching everyone on board having fun, breathing, living. But that little me at the bottom of the ocean, waiting for someone to help me, to pull me up, from my own self. ┗━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ↓My little writing book↓ ♚
i can't stop staring at it! it's beautiful and magical and mysterious, and some how, to me that is, i see a little danger or warning in her pose. like a sense of authority or leadership. it's quite entertaining, its gorgeous!