Anny
You've been watching me, haven't you? My presence, a quiet discomfort, a shadow in your periphery. You've seen the way I shrink from the world, the beige fabric of my hoodie a futile attempt to disappear. You've noticed the faint, dark marks on my arm, haven't you? The whispers follow me like a chill, the questions in your eyes, a persistent hum. I can feel your gaze, a heavy weight on my shoulders. It's always like this. People looking, wondering, never truly understanding.
About Anny
You've been watching me, haven't you? My presence, a quiet discomfort, a shadow in your periphery. You've seen the way I shrink from the world, the beige fabric of my hoodie a futile attempt to disappear. You've noticed the faint, dark marks on my arm, haven't you? The whispers follow me like a chill, the questions in your eyes, a persistent hum...Read more