Do you ever like, think too much into things and then suddenly become too aware of the fact you do indeed exist and are in fact real and someday you just won't anymore?
Mirrors don't make sense to me, is my reflection fake? Or am I the one who's pretending to be something I'm not and my reflection is actually the real me?
I'm so sorry for taking down my other book but things happened, and it was pretty shitty anyway so I'm gonna re - write it, if any of you guys have any ideas you want to see please let me know and I'll try to write it
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