reflections

isnt it strange when sometimes you look in the mirror and youre so shocked to see what you see. or you just really dont recognize who you're looking at... 'is that really me?' ive felt like that a lot recently. i look in the mirror and i just dont recognize what im looking at. i dont know if its because i really dont look at myself much or if my face is changing or what. i normally just look at myself in the morning when i do my makeup and flash myself a cheesy grin. and other times i mainly avoid it. or im just checking the position of my shirt and such. the other day i caught my reflection in the car mirrors on the door of the car while i was very pissed of.... who was that? i swear i didnt recognize her. and then again at amy's house... i couldnt tell if i looked fucked up or not or pretty or ugly or what. and this morning when i woke up... i didnt know i looked like that. and it wasnt even a bad thing. it was a night of anti social stonedness (i knew i should have taken that last hit!) and in the morning i looked like a normal person. reflections are silly. and did anyone ever notice that the pictures you really like of yourself dont really look much like you... maybe thats just me.
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