"i woke up again" "i wished i didnt wake up" 

i streched my arms before i hopped off my tall and hard bed my skin being cold and burning at the same time. i didnt even bother changing clothes because i already had clothes on me anyways so why bother why care. i thought to myself while i unlocked my door and slowly stumbled into the bathroom as i looked at myself in the dirty mirror 

i saw my tired eyes and how my messy tangled brown hair went over my eyes 

"is that really how i look like..?"  

i couldnt really tell how i looked like anymore, not ever since the day everything changed...

i  felt my eyes water at the thought so i quickly grabbed the towel that was hanging by the dark brown door to wipe my eyes 

"..shit"

i saw in the mirror how red my eyes got becuase of that one tear.

"shit.."

"shit.."

"shit.."

"shit.."

"SHIT!"

i heard myself how i repeated those words all becuase of that my tears are like waterfalls coming from my eyes.. my salty tears just couldnt stop. i hate crying, crying doesnt help anything its just a stupid emotion!.. so why cant i stop.. I WANT TO STOP THIS! I DONT WANT THIS..

i felt my tears well up. my sight becoming blurry. the bathroom started to spin. i saw myself i n the mirrow laughing at me like i was some sort of a frail boy..  

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(update: hey everyone i jusr wanna say that i probaly wont post much on this story bc im really trying to focus and school and yeah thanks for understanding)

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