Mirror

 

These insults hurt when their being stabbed. Stop wearing your hair like that, you look like trash. Ew, why do eat like a pig, your stomach will get big. You look like a weirdo when you write lesbain stories. Why is that your tendencies? I act this way, because this is me. I reflect my food cravings from my cousin. I reflect the active persona, from my mother. I reflect the sexuality of an lesbain by myself. I reflect the fact that I want to be a boy, by myself. I reflect my attitude, from my dad. I reflect my dark sense of humor, from myself. I reflect my love for anime by myself. I reflect the fact that I see myself as sn guy, by myself. I reflect the fact that Im capable of going deep in my thoughts by myself. I reflect my inquisitive soul for education by myself. I reflect the fact that I am a etrovert, by myself. I reflect everything by myself; for I only see myself in my mirror.

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