axolotl.
i am a baby at the age of 19 i want to grow up more than anything. i want to be better smarter braver yet every time i cower into my little bubble pink, smooth, wide eyed twitching, my hands scrabbling for anything i can. all the lungs/gills in the world and i still cannot breathe when i’m afraid, i back under my rock and cry i need to be better step up crawl up onto land and be grown… but not today. not today.