➽───────❥ -˚̣. The bathroom tilts left and right, she squints blearily until her vision clears. Shards of the cracked mirror litter the floor, the bathtub hasn't been drained, bubbles stick the the edge. Discarded make-up and empty bottles are scattered all over the place. Her breathing quickens, did she do it, is she beautiful now? her hands fly to her face. Traces her nose, small and petite, her smooth cheeks, her plump lips. She strokes her black hair, like spun silk. She runs her hand over her wrist, nothing but soft skin. Mirror. She needs a mirror. Ghost - Noah Cyrus 1:00 ────────────────── 3:18 ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ ❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 ❞ ║▌│█║▌│█║▌│█│║▌ started: january 9, 2020