I stare into the mirror as I apply the second coat of mascara trying and failing to keep it as clean and neat as possible. every day like clockwork I put on 3 layers. I don't know why 3 or when I became dependent but I do know that it became more than makeup, but armour that keeps me steady and strong. My shield that allows me to hide my emotions neatly into a box deep within me.
"Books and mascara are the only things I need to keep me going"
I whisper to myself like a war mantra as I apply the last swipe of the wand.
" just till the end of college".
I set down my makeup bag suffice with the work I've done, rubbing my strawberry-flavored glossed lips together as I walk out. I only wear lipgloss and mascara not because I believe I am better than others in truth I'm quite jealous, but because it's precious time that could be allocated in to studying and being my best self academically. I need to win and my armour seeks blood. It's first target...
Samuel Kang.
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Books and Mascarra
Teen Fictionlaura must unlearn that self-worth doesn't derive from her academic grades. most importantly can she rid herself of the petty and unfulfilling one-sided feud with Sam, before it's too late for her to relish in the missed time and opportunities she c...
