MOVED TO A SIDEBLOG.

    not safe here. not safe there not safe outside. how many more times did she have to hear that.  she was not safe even in the castle. she was not safe in this world, whether that be due to her hair or just her status as the princess. ❝  safe? why does eveyone think i care about being safe! what’s the point of being safe when no one else is! when my parents aren’t? when eugene isn’t? when you aren’t! ❞ her sweet voice cracking as she angrily stomped up to the other woman, her eyes looking up at cassandra with so much determination, the same defiance she once showed mother gothel when she told her she would never stop trying to get out of that damned tower. ❝ i am not a weak flower. i am not some–i am strong. i am! i can fight for myself. i will fight for myself! so don’t you dare send me back! ❞