I love this picture haha... since when I'm so morbid? No idea. Perhaps it is always been inside of me. :p"Talking to you is like pulling teeth, and I am running out of teeth"
But why?
I think I love to talk so much that I would still talk even though I've lost all my teeth. Perhaps it is time to really seriously adopt silence, else I'll lose all my teeth soon enough.
My interpretation of this photo:
"Don't mess around with me!" Brave girl who ain't afraid of anything not even tooth extraction.
Behind the strong fortress
it is bleeding inside
but the battle is still on
fighting for rights
chasing hopes
realizing dreams
even if ended up scarred
there will always be sanctuary
within the citadel
:)
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