some days i look in the mirror,
and the person staring back at me is beautiful.
she really is..
other people dont see it, but sometimes i do.
other days… most days… i look in the mirror and see something i wish i didnt. something ugly. something i wish didnt belong to me.
it sounds wierd im sure, but thats the only way i can explain it.
the reason i say this, is because today was one of the ones where she was beautiful
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Sweet and sad.
Poignant.
It’s not me.
I woke up with the usual homicidal/genocidal/suicidal thoughts.
Not nice.
The only way I can cope is if I smoke but it’s too expensive.