"LORRIANE, GET UP. YOU GOING TO BE LATE DAMNIT. LETS GO!" Oh boy, just the words i wanna hear when i wake up in the mourning. I fumble outta bed and make
my way to the bathroom. I do the same shit i would of any other day. You know, take a shower, bush my teeth, do my hair. One thing i always tried not to
do is look into the mirror. They say you can see the gateway to someones soul through their eyes. But when I look back into mine, I see the memories.
The memories I've been trying to put any into the back of my mind. Hidden, keep anyways and to be locked up forever.
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