A continuation of last week's story, of sorts - swipe for grim words (it's not graphic, but content warning: men being evil trash).
Model, Styling, and Location Scouting: @bry.erly
I've been so busy lately it's overwhelming. On one hand, it's the good sort of busy, and I'd rather be busy than bored, playing video games all day and wondering what the hell I'm doing with my life. Still, I'm bad at multitasking, and I feel like I'm careening wildly around, trying to juggle friendships and work and photography and my own sanity and it's all just fumbling around about to slip from my grasp and shatter on the ground one day. Still, I haven't dropped it all just yet (unless I have in fact, and I won't realize it until I've been dancing on the shattered glass for days). Happy thoughts. Speaking of happy, this week's grim-ass story is a tangential continuation of the last, from another character's perspective. I'll see if I can tie them together somewhat in the last post for this set. Will it happen? I don't know! It may! It may not! I suppose we'll find out soon... in the meantime, I'll just try to keep dancing around that glass.