"I'm not a leech. I'm not a leech. I'm not a leech." Words that she said to herself everyday. They still weren't enough. She knew she could survive on her own, but... did she even want to try? Was she just a leech? Or would she really... simply fail to exist without the help of others? Was she simply someone who needed a crutch to stand on to help her heart and body heal, or was she just like an oleander - fearing death without anyone to hold her hand?
Lineart/CC is by @Hay_The_Weird0, song is Oleander by Mother Mother, and character/coloring/story(?) is by me! Background is by Pinterest because I can't draw backgrounds, we all know this by now.
