What's in a mirror image?
Some would say the simple answer, "myself."
And for most people, it's true, for most when you look at your mirror image you see yourself.
But the thing is, when you do, when you look at your image you don't see yourself.
When you raise your right hand, the reflections left is lifted, the words on your shirt are backwards. Unreadable.
But for two people, they can see their own mirror image without any glass.
For they themselves are the glass.
Reflecting and brilliant, beautiful and see through.
But sadly, like most window panes, most pieces of glass.
They are often overlooked.
Like any window, these two glasses can become dirty, and if you don't pay attention, even though the contents through them are very much there, if you don't pay attention, they get dirty, dirty and dingy.
Worn down by day in and day out.
With each passing day, as the dirt and grime collects and no one cleans it, it makes it even harder to polish them and shine them until they are purely see through.
They may be slightly cracked, but in the end, they aren't shattered.
If only you'd stop and notice.
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Hey! new fic!
Happiness abounds.
Okay, anywhoozles.
I am wayyyyy sorry I haven't been able to update any.
School, and Work, and stess, and depression seem to get in the way of EVERYTHING!
Oh well, I'll live.
I haven't finnished the fic, but by the time I post it all it will probably be finnished.
This is really deep, so if you're not into depression, drugs, overdoeses, self harm, suicide, and crap like that
Don't bother reading.
But if you DO like that kinda stuff. you better review.
I mean, this has so many chapters its not even funny, so there better be at least forty stinken reviews!
:D
BYEEEEE for now....*Shifty eyes*