Ok, wow, i didn’t understand much of that. Porcelain Queen? Who is that?

I sensed some sort of hurt, but what was it caused by? Did someone hurt you? I like the whole metaphor of the fragility of your heart to porcelain, but i’m confused at the whole execution of it.

I’ve read it over and over and find it terribly interesting. On second thought, leave it the way it is. The thinking i do while i read it really intrigues me and makes me like it.

Nice ramble, Sophia. I’m not sure what to make of it.