I sat in the lukewarm water, digging my muzzle into my knees. "What is my purpose in life... Nothing."I whispered to myself. I looked into my reflection in the clear zen water, glaring in rage for the hate I have against myself. "Maybe my purpose is to dye my fur red..." I mutter and my jet black ears go flat. I looked at my neon purple paw-pads, up to my claws. "Ya... I believe I will fulfill that purpose..." I took my claws and dragged them against my face, making me clench my teeth in pain.
Hot, warm tears streamed out of my eyes. I looked over and saw the scarlet blood etching out at the end of my muzzle. "Yes." I whispered as the blood dripped off my fur covered face into the water, tainting it. I sighed and whimpered in sadness, then climbed out of the tub, draining the water. I grabbed a towel and started to dry my fur. I stared into the mirror, and noticed a scar from my own scratch landed on my right eyelid. Top and bottom. I smiled, satisfied with the injury. Then I put of a tank top and fluffy zebra skin pants and hopped into my bed.
I spread my blue pegasus wings out, trying to make my position comfortable. I proceeded to think deeply about my life, then was sent to dream land. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.