Scars

When I look at myself in the mirror, I see my scars. I still can see most of them very clearly as they sit on my skin. I see them, and think, “Do I even remember what I look like without my scars?”

The answer: I don’t.

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About MysteriesOfLife

“I’m a simple girl.” “You lied. You aren’t simple at all.” “Maybe I’m not. But if I said that, would you have stayed around to figure me out?”
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