AZnd I will pour upon the house of David, and upon the inhabitants of Jerusalem, the spirit of grace and of supplications: and they shall look upon me whom they have pierced, and they shall mourn for him, as one mourneth for his oechariah 12:10
I'm just going to be forgotten. Maybe it's my fate. To leave without a drag path etched on the surface. To not have evidence of existence. But to leave it there on purpose, I want 'someone' to find me. CAN YOU FIND ME?
drawing it is easier for me🩷💚
tho fanfiction wise, i tried my hand at writing abt my one Yandere Fan AU. and because its fiction, i can kinda make up a storyline. but idk if anyone would be interested to read anything from me, im really not a good writer
On paper my life is so easy and it’s true even. I'm an international student, I live comfortably, travel home to my parents often and I don't have to work. This makes me feel even worse like I have no right to be sad. Actually I’m not eve
I really don't know whether to say Ndiene or Bridgette, but at that moment I was Bridgette. The girl that believed if she stood at the kitchen door long enough they would notice her and stop fighting. The girl that ran home after school just to not meet anyone.