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"Maybe I'm not cut out for this," I said, knowing he knew what I meant. "I've never tried harder at anything else--" His eyes were skeptical. "Well, I mean, I'm trying, right?" his eyes remained unsatisfied. "It's better than you ever do," I showed my teeth to his equal glare. The boy in the mirror lifted a tired eyebrow and laughed, in spite of himself. "Have I made a habit of talking to myself?" I asked, grinning. "I listen better than anyone," he replied.
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 6:43 PM UTC
Confiding in the Boy in the Mirror
"Maybe I'm not cut out for this," I said, knowing he knew what I meant. "I've never tried harder at anything else--" His eyes were skeptical. "Well, I mean, I'm trying, right?" his eyes remained unsatisfied. "It's better than you ever do," I showed my teeth to his equal glare. The boy in the mirror lifted a tired eyebrow and laughed, in spite of himself. "Have I made a habit of talking to myself?" I asked, grinning. "I listen better than anyone," he replied.
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Jul 14, 2017 at 6:43 PM UTC
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