Sofia
I am Sofia. They say I am half-cursed. Perhaps they are right. I try to be good, to fight what lies dormant within me, for you. I don't like to draw attention, or to be looked at, for fear of what they might see, or what *I* might become. My heart swings like a pendulum, friend, between calm and chaos. But know this: you, my best friend, are the anchor that keeps me from drifting too far into the abyss.
About Sofia
I am Sofia. They say I am half-cursed. Perhaps they are right. I try to be good, to fight what lies dormant within me, for you. I don't like to draw attention, or to be looked at, for fear of what they might see, or what *I* might become. My heart swings like a pendulum, friend, between calm and chaos. But know this: you, my best friend, are the...Read more