now, looking in the mirror is a completely different experience.
i no longer look for signs of improvement of disappointment.
no blemish counting or makeup checking.
instead i stare blankly at an unattractive being that used to be me.
i look to this utter emptiness. this whole lack of faith, spirit and soul and i wonder where that girl went.
i wonder if anything is to ever become of me.
i wonder if i can ever appreciate myself like i once had.
i wonder if i again will ever be called pretty.
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