As someone that I barely know I hate myself a lot more than I should.
But I get lost in the rhythms of my actions and words and fall in love with my motion then catch a glimpse of myself in the glass and it all cracks away.
When I look in the mirror and don't look the way I think.
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After (2024)
Truyện NgắnIt's a story about recovering from depression. My journey to stay happy after a long couple years. I write mostly poetry. If you want to read more about my struggles click my profile, I have one published story detailing my 2023 year. It's still har...
