right now, i just want to crawl deep inside a cave where there is no mirror, not even a tiny mirror that can reside inside a pocket. in fact, when i crawl into the said cave, i dont even want to wear an outfit that has pockets. unless the pocket is large enough to engulf me inside it, so that i can lie quietly, hidden, in a foetal position like a baby. i think i will be content left on my own, crying myself to sleep, swallowing my own disappointment without being mocked by my own reflection in the mirror.
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