Virginityrocks Stories

When you place two mirrors to face each other the result is an endless portal full of portraits of yourself looking to find an end that doesn't exist. You look down to meet eyes as full of disappointment as your own, its you. You are here at the very beginning of this tiny universe, and at the end just same. It doesn't matter if you can't see it now, and maybe you never will, but it exists, and you are there. Simutaneously here and there, beginning without end, and end without a beginning. Eternity comes to an immediate stop, but continues to stretch on into the mouth of the snake. Untouchable, and cold as the surface of glass. You are the glass, and you are the reader.

⚠️smut warning⚠️ requests are strict cover art by Sith_bub on reddit! ⚠️not mine⚠️

him. by the ones in F205