As far as I know, Christina hasn’t cried since we got here, but now her face crumples and she lets out a sob that is louder than the river. Another wave hits the wall and the spray coats her body. One of the droplets hits my cheek. Her hands slip again, and this time, one of them falls from the railing, so she’s hanging by four fingertips.
Would I even be strong enough to hold on to her? Would it be worth my effort to try to help her if I know I’m too weak to do any good?
I know what those questions are: excuses.
Being up this high… it doesn’t scare you at all?
MY TICKET TO DIVERGENT IS IN MY HANDS I CANT BELIEVE IT’S ACTUALLY HAPPENING
Everyone’s afraid of something, but not you. Fear doesn’t shut you down, it wakes you up.
Book Cover Remake; The Hunger Games Series
requested by : ianoshea
All of the above were things I was asked/told in the past week.
You forgot the “Is that anime?” one.
oh, and “is that you?”
"why does he/she only have one eye?"
OR MY PERSONAL FAVORITE “Why does he look like a girl?”
OR OR OR “Are you drawing porn?”
PEOPLE HAVE ASKED ME IF I I WAS DRAWING PORN
my exact responce is “I don’t draw porn in school.”
OH OH YOU’RE FORGETTING ” Wow that doesn’t look like *Insert character name here* at all”
SOME PEOPLE FORGET THE CONCEPT OF ARTIST’S INTERPRETATION