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 i keep coming back to this photo.

it grabs me. makes me a little uncomfortable.

it stings the back of my eyes with unshed tears, but i’m not sure if it’s because looking at it makes me happy or sad.

maybe both?

she’s suspended. not drowning.

it’s a subtle and terribly significant difference.

i think i might be that girl.

and i think that’s why the photo confuses my heart.

because i’m suspended. but i’m not drowning.

beautiful. terrifying.

and just right.