If anyone asked I'd tell them there crazy. I'd say I love myself and nothing could change me,but my one irrational fear is not of silly things. Such as clowns or snakes, it's of mirrors because I know how hard they are to face. I'm scared of mirrors and what they behold ,I'm scared of tears and getting old, and as I face my fears by standing in the mirror.All I can see is my faults and reason for my fears ,I'm scared of the truths that they hold and the image they possess. I'm scared of my love handles and stretch marks ,my flab and my chub. But I guess something good about mirrors is they show me no fake love. They don't lie about how I look in a dress ,or how my hairstyle is just a bit of a mess. Cause if I could rely on a mirror for only one thing, it's that a mirror won't lie and tell me false things.
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Creative writing
PoetryThese are just a bunch of my creative writing pieces cause I had no where to keep them - p.s they might not be very good but I like them so oh well
