I'm a mother, a daughter, an artist, a photographer, a writer, a deep thinker, a reader, and a depressed anxious sarcastic cynical bitch. I mean what more could you ask for, right? (All Content Original!)
Through my eyes... ... ... I can see what you cannot. You bottle up what you should release free. You never spoke, you never opened up, you became a joke to me. For years you held your silent stance until away I finally danced.