Salt tears are running on my cheeks leaving behind black lines. At least that's what it should look like . Instead when I look in the mirror I see a girl that even tho looks like me , can't be me . In her eyes anger and violence,she's smiling, playfully biting her lip. No that just can't be me . I'm broken, sad , in so much pain.... So fragile... Still looking in the mirror I now hear someone yelling and pleading" Let me out. Please let me out. This time will be different. I swear. " And then.... The other girl smiles at me pitifully" I'm sorry . I can't let you out. Not again... Not after what happened last time. You'll see with time you'll understand this is what's best for us." She says and disappears. With that something clicks and I know .....
It was my screams, my pleading. I am the one stuck in the mirror.
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fairy tales for depressed adults
Fantasystories about love bcs adults needs fairy tails more than children sometimes also it's all gay so if you're not into it don't read
