"Are you going to be okay?" The reflection softly asks.
"No," I start to cry. "But I'll keep trying."
"Good." She smiles.
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
"Are you going to be okay?" The reflection softly asks.
"No," I start to cry. "But I'll keep trying."
"Good." She smiles.
I didn't know what to title it.
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