i'm moving and i'm moving up.
broke the anchor.
set free, picture it, it's crystal clear, it's my favorite color cerulean blue crayon, it's the most ETHEREAL song you've ever fucking heard, but deep and strong altogether. i'm not done yet, but I AM coming. I'll pop up above the surface of this deep sea, to see i'm surrounded by nothing and it IS EVERYTHING.
where does this confidence go?
why had it been stolen so................
until next time..........
