I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.
I forgot I made these before summer started as a response to never being able to leave my house to exercise without being harassed by people along the way.
Looking at them now, I feel like these represent not only women’s rights but animal rights as well. So I feel like they are too important not to post.
Artwork by: korrthy.tumblr.com
The younger the Christine’s get the more I feel my “ingenue timer” running out and then I have to snap myself out of it and remind myself I am not them. I am me and I will have my career in my time.
I am me and they are them. We are entirely different and so our lives will be different. Do I want to be a copy cat or do I want my own life to play out as it should in time?
On the surface I want to be a copy cat, but deep down I know I want my own life.
A good reminder