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eleven
But.
Her lips were too full.
Her eyes looked too big.
Her cheekbones looked too high.
Her waist was too thin.
In general, she looked fake. Too much for herself to accept. Her reflection wasn't her.
Plastic.
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4.1 | Obsolete
Short Story|Wattpad featured| Obsolete follows the story of a girl who has painted an image of self hideousness in her mind. It follows the take of a girl who became her own villain. This is a story that tries to reach out to all those who look in the mirror a...
