I longingly stared at my reflection on my slightly cracked mirror.I don't even know how it got ruptured but I'm pretty sure it was the sight of me which made it crack.
My dark,raven hair was done in one Dutch braid,it actually looked kind of descent considering it was my first attempt but unfortunately for me,I wasn't one of those girls who had been blessed with stunning hair that was aesthetically pleasing to just look at and hair that smelt like Pantene or L'Oréal or anything that got your scents lifted,frankly my hair was actually the opposite.It was grotesque.The smell of it was as if a pigeon had just taken a good old roll in poo in it. Not a spot of makeup was present on my face. i hate makeup,it was if a there was a sticky substance caked all over my face and false eyelashes made it look as if their were spiders on my eyelids. My go to outfit today was just my faded blue denim jeans and a top which quoted "UNITATO-half unicorn and half potato" < which is very true,I may be a potato at the moment but yall watch when I become a fry.
That's top was practically worn out because I wore it whenever I had the chance to.You see I'm the type of person to grab the first thing they snatch out of their wardrobe and put it on.At extreme cases I ended up wearing a long ass dress over my khaki turtle neck top,and ending up topping up my outfit with socks and sandals.As you can see I have an Amazing sense of style! (Sarcasm intended) I couldn't be bothered to spend minutes or maybe even hours just rummaging through my closet to find something "chic" or "sexy" like bruh it's effort just moving your hands! I don't dress to impress, I dress to depress. I wanna look so good that people hate themselves. Just kidding. I'm not that mean and besides my fashion sense was the literal definition of what's you'd call horrendous. I'm surprised I haven't been caught by the fashion police yet.
My policy in clothing was just to wear something casual and comfortable and not to overdo the look. To finish of the look I wore my muddy superstars.Picking up my bag I lingered casually out of my room dodging all the clothes ,shoes and accessories I had left scattered on the floor,I pretended I was playing "The Floor Is Lava".Finally I made it across to my door.People frequently ask me "why don't you ever tidy your room" and I just reply and say if someone comes and tries to kill nme,they'll trip over and die" which is true. and now I had to face the wrath of hell. School 🙄 just great!
Music suggestion: here - alessia Cara
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Novela JuvenilSkye, a normal girl, she goes through life with her head held high and she walks down the halls confidently. She is technically a badass but can be nice at times to people who she trusts. You may wonder why she has such a hard exterior. She built up...
