Who's that girl.
Its amazing. looking at photos...knowing what you were going through at that very moment in time. How everything was a mess, but this picture. It's captured a moment. A still moment where everything looks right. Like you have it all figured out. And life just couldn't be better. I guess that's the magic of pictures. 1,000 words. Others look at the picture and see nothing but a pretty girl sitting in the grass taking a cheer picture...she looks happy, content. I look at the same picture and think. My senior year, my last year cheering, my friends standing on the sides making faces at me...I see a game later that night. I see a lonely girl with a fake smile jus posing for a picture...I see a girl lost and stressed. Confused and screaming for help...
2 completely different stories to one captured moment in time. I could go on and on about that one picture about how I was feeling at that very moment in time, what was going through my mind...but that story is only one hidden beneath a pretty picture.
I don't know how much I can stress this...I'm just a pretty girl with a pretty smile strolling through this world with a heavy load on my shoulders. But of course you only notice my smile.
2 completely different stories to one captured moment in time. I could go on and on about that one picture about how I was feeling at that very moment in time, what was going through my mind...but that story is only one hidden beneath a pretty picture.
I don't know how much I can stress this...I'm just a pretty girl with a pretty smile strolling through this world with a heavy load on my shoulders. But of course you only notice my smile.