Seasonal fruit

Moving through a time-lapse of hidden emotions to reveal a girl standing alone. The world rushes around her and its all too much to bare as the world, for this gentle soul, is so overwhelming.

Her downcast eyes ignore the reality happening around her as she battles with the emotions playing tug-o-war with her rationality. She moves without purpose. She exists today. Nothing more. That is all she is capable of.

Everything is going too well for her. Something has got to be wrong. She wants to hurt. She craves it. Such a familiar feeling that's easy to curl up with. She's uneasy when it's gone. She doesn't feel alive without the pain so she retreats into her head and analyses everything searching for the potential downfall.

That lovely sense of emptiness seeps from her every pore and in her moment of self inflicted turmoil she is completely unveiled and absolutely beautiful.