...there was suddenly nothing left to do, but do what comes naturally: writing from the heart.
you all know me as that one kid who cries and is studying architecture while trying to play video games. i'm short, danced for years. some of you, i've know almost my whole life. some, you're closer than siblings to me. others, we've lost touch. a fair few, family.
the alexis you know, the one you see, the one you remember... is only half the woman i really am.
there's the architecture side. the one who puts on a smile and says that things are 'alright' or 'okay' when asked about school. the one who stares at other's projects and wonders, really