when i look in a mirror, i don't see my reflection. i see a girl, i don't know her, i don't really understand her either and sometimes i feel like im living her life. she has a loving family, caring friends, a future and a smile. im not her, and i don't want to be. one day i hope we part ways and i'll see myself there in the mirror instead, and maybe i can learn to smile like she does.
Ok so, I wrote a peom that is a lot like this a year ago. Like, I feel this on a very fr level.
when i look in a mirror, i don't see my reflection. i see a girl, i don't know her, i don't really understand her either and sometimes i feel like im living her life. she has a loving family, caring friends, a future and a smile. im not her, and i don't want to be. one day i hope we part ways and i'll see myself there in the mirror instead, and maybe i can learn to smile like she does.
Ok so, I wrote a peom that is a lot like this a year ago. Like, I feel this on a very fr level.
yooooooo, does this count as a poem? cause that'd be awesome
I have a very strong urge to write fanfiction for the first time in months…
Please do not let me go down the spiral I did in 7th grade
when i look in a mirror, i don't see my reflection. i see a girl, i don't know her, i don't really understand her either and sometimes i feel like im living her life. she has a loving family, caring friends, a future and a smile. im not her, and i don't want to be. one day i hope we part ways and i'll see myself there in the mirror instead, and maybe i can learn to smile like she does.
Ok so, I wrote a peom that is a lot like this a year ago. Like, I feel this on a very fr level.
yooooooo, does this count as a poem? cause that'd be awesome
It is poetic
oh, cool!
do you want me to share my poem with you?
when i look in a mirror, i don't see my reflection. i see a girl, i don't know her, i don't really understand her either and sometimes i feel like im living her life. she has a loving family, caring friends, a future and a smile. im not her, and i don't want to be. one day i hope we part ways and i'll see myself there in the mirror instead, and maybe i can learn to smile like she does.
Ok so, I wrote a peom that is a lot like this a year ago. Like, I feel this on a very fr level.
yooooooo, does this count as a poem? cause that'd be awesome
It is poetic
oh, cool!
do you want me to share my poem with you?
yeah, i'd love to hear it
when i look in a mirror, i don't see my reflection. i see a girl, i don't know her, i don't really understand her either and sometimes i feel like im living her life. she has a loving family, caring friends, a future and a smile. im not her, and i don't want to be. one day i hope we part ways and i'll see myself there in the mirror instead, and maybe i can learn to smile like she does.
Ok so, I wrote a peom that is a lot like this a year ago. Like, I feel this on a very fr level.
yooooooo, does this count as a poem? cause that'd be awesome
It is poetic
oh, cool!
do you want me to share my poem with you?
yeah, i'd love to hear it
There is me - Jace Wardwell
When I look into the mirror,
a stranger do I see.
Someone else's reflection,
staring back at me.
With hazel eyes,
and tiny ears,
a perfect smile,
that shows no fear.
She wears a crown of pride,
upon he perfect hair.
Into her eyes I look,
into her soul I stare.
Hidden behind her perfect face,
hidden behind her gentle gaze.
there I stand, small and weak
there I see the true.. real me.
Behind her eyes, there is me.
There is me - Jace Wardwell
When I look into the mirror,
a stranger do I see.
Someone else's reflection,
staring back at me.
With hazel eyes,
and tiny ears,
a perfect smile,
that shows no fear.
She wears a crown of pride,
upon he perfect hair.
Into her eyes I look,
into her soul I stare.
Hidden behind her perfect face,
hidden behind her gentle gaze.
there I stand, small and weak
there I see the true.. real me.
Behind her eyes, there is me.
wow, that's a lot more similar than i thought it'd be, that's really awesome!
wow, that's a lot more similar than i thought it'd be, that's really awesome!
Yeah, that's why it caught my attention lol
I have to go to work today and I would rather eat an entire ghost pepper than go. Help me.
I have to go to work today and I would rather eat an entire ghost pepper than go. Help me.
Aint that a relatable statement
in a bottle eating pocket candy
There is me - Jace Wardwell
When I look into the mirror,
a stranger do I see.
Someone else's reflection,
staring back at me.
With hazel eyes,
and tiny ears,
a perfect smile,
that shows no fear.
She wears a crown of pride,
upon he perfect hair.
Into her eyes I look,
into her soul I stare.
Hidden behind her perfect face,
hidden behind her gentle gaze.
there I stand, small and weak
there I see the true.. real me.
Behind her eyes, there is me.
wow, that's a lot more similar than i thought it'd be, that's really awesome!
throws paper at you from inside bottle
my bunny died last night and i cannot stop crying
I'm in my criminology class and I drank too much caffiene and I'm falling asleep and teacher slammed on my desk and started yelling about white collar crimes
I'm in my criminology class and I drank too much caffiene and I'm falling asleep and teacher slammed on my desk and started yelling about white collar crimes
oh lovely did they teach you how to clean blood splatters get rid of bodies?
I'm in my criminology class and I drank too much caffiene and I'm falling asleep and teacher slammed on my desk and started yelling about white collar crimes
I would have asked him about blue collar crimes
I just found out that on my trip to Utah I passed by the “World famous clown motel” twice. The one that is supposedly haunted. If anyone’s interested, it’s in Tonopah Nevada. 👍
Haunted smaunted the ghosts fear me after what happened last time
Haunted smaunted the ghosts fear me after what happened last time
Eh I don’t believe in em. But I am curious about the possible story behind this statement
Haunted smaunted the ghosts fear me after what happened last time
Eh I don’t believe in em. But I am curious about the possible story behind this statement
Ghosts don't like the fact that I have blue jays that follow me everywhere, at anytime during the day or night. In Celtic lore, blue jays are a symbol of great protectors. Also they don't like the fact that when they mess with me I mess back and start putting dangerous objects to them in their favorite spots for a day or two. Pretty sure I have one in my cabinet and I've affectionately named him Portofino. He's a silly lil guy. However he does not like the apple wax melt. I turn it on when I'm trying to sleep and study. and everything is silent. When it's off and I leave my room I come back to open cabinets and small annoyances.
Haunted smaunted the ghosts fear me after what happened last time
Eh I don’t believe in em. But I am curious about the possible story behind this statement
Ghosts don't like the fact that I have blue jays that follow me everywhere, at anytime during the day or night. In Celtic lore, blue jays are a symbol of great protectors. Also they don't like the fact that when they mess with me I mess back and start putting dangerous objects to them in their favorite spots for a day or two. Pretty sure I have one in my cabinet and I've affectionately named him Portofino. He's a silly lil guy. However he does not like the apple wax melt. I turn it on when I'm trying to sleep and study. and everything is silent. When it's off and I leave my room I come back to open cabinets and small annoyances.
I have ravens but not dead yet haha came close to death before
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