i will not succumb to the scum which surrounds me. spirals of sirens, delicate in their unwinding i've once ignored, but now refuse. there is too much vacillating. if i were a glass, i'd have shattered long ago from the frequencies clamoring inside me. it's time. if i don't get gone, destruction is weighing. i'll have a lot to prove, in that there's no denying. but i trust in myself that i will prevail. i just need you to trust me, too. and that i need most of all.











































(come with me, digital collage, 2012) & (something, maybe, digital collage, 2012)