a strange girl; always lowercase and slightly bent. Curved, ending with a swish and no line behind. Standing alone, or followed by three, still stands well. Sometimes unreadable, always low, and twisted between the lines. Spilled out in coffee, or spelled out in ink, always changing, sometimes slouched; but always lowercase and getting lower.

one time, i almost poked my eye out with the end of a paintbrush. it was really scary. i mean, i practically tore off my eyelid. it was rather funny actually. but thats the way the world works i guess.