My heart clenches when I look in the mirror. My eyes are tired. My lips are too full and they pull downwards into a pout. My nose is big on my face and droops too. My forehead is acne ridden. I don't like the mirror is what I tell myself, but I really just don't like me.
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Story by cloudedserenity
12 AM Thoughts
The thoughts of a sleep deprived teenage girl at a time she feels the loneliest and most terrified.
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