just trying to find the line between changing my bad habits and changing who i am
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
the girl in the mirror
Her
whole body shook. She had intense
bloodshot eyes and a trembling lip that could have communicated either fear,
nervousness, or absolute rage. He hair
stuck out at odd angles as if she was trying to create a new, crazy style. And her eyes--those ice cold blue
eyes--showed so much evil and so much fear at the same time. A strangled cry escaped my lips. "You are the cause of all the problems
in my life! I wish that you had never
been born!" I yelled, and attacked that evil girl. The girl in the mirror.
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