scars of the past shown twice over...each displaying their own sentiment. i know i've posted this picture before, but i was going through my pictures, trying to organize my iphoto with one of my friends earlier and he found this one...and just stopped and stared. to him, it doesnt even look like the same person. me. the one on the left...scared. always looking over her sholder. on the right, she's a fighter. that scowl is a perminent fixture. but her eyes...frightening. ready to stab a dagger straight through your heart if you cross her. but both...both with an impermiable shield protecting them from the harsh realities of a world they just dont want to deal with.
i don't remember what was going on that night, but whatever it was...it was working.
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