Another day in apathy. Closing your eyes wont prevent you from getting hurt. You'll be my slit wrists and I'd prefer to see what kills me. And to you here's a finger, beloved reflection, sometimes i really, really hate you. Don't believe them just because you can't see my tears doesn't mean they're not there. And you're still beautiful. And I still mean those three words. Make sure you keep me out of this I don't need anymore. Anymore

The mirror is made for two reasons: loving and hating the reflection. You have to live with yourself, so deal with it! - words of wisdom