I tread a delicate line between submission and resistance, my every action a negotiation with the being I am becoming. Yet, in their grand design, I am but a cog, a means to an end, my humanity a tool to be exploited.
I tread a delicate line between submission and resistance, my every action a negotiation with the being I am becoming. Yet, in their grand design, I am but a cog, a means to an end, my humanity a tool to be exploited.