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How I Get To Do The Thing:
1.) Think of a future where I failed to achieve my dreams because I’m a lazy and scared bum.
2.) Get fueled with anger because of my lazy and scared bum.
3.) Do The Thing.
Otherwise, either:
• Get angry even more and Do The Thing.
• Lose all fucks and Do The Thing.
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After months of being afraid to use the washi tapes, I finally used them! My take on summer!
「Charlie」
TW: Scars and self-hate
I'm looking back at the girl staring at me.
She has blue eyes that covers half of her face, looking dead. Beneath them are dark, deep eyebags.
She has scars from popping pimples.
She has fresh ones as well.
Extremely unkissable lips.
Chapped and wounded.
A brown, bland haircut. A really messy and oily hair, at that.
She combs it with her hand.
She looks sick. She looks like she's been crying.
I look closely and here's what I also see.
Faint reds run beneath her river. Cuts on her cheeks, cuts on the sides of the neck. She takes off her shirt and spreads out her arms. Thin fats hang loosely. Nothing's poking out on her torso. Her shoulders are broader than her hips. She's bland. Nothing rosey. Nothing glowing. Nothing youthful. In nowhere mature. Are those failed attempts of sewing her mouth? Scars displaying on parts of her body? Is it the lack of being extraordinary? It must be! Parents even bothered to create something that should've been in the void. The creation that's entirely must everyone avoid. Tremendously conscious. Appearance addict. Nothing but the exterior on mind. Disgusting. Disgusting. That's what she is. Left to be rot. Not even buried! Die alone.
Why is she still looking?
I blink.
She blinks back.
I cover my mouth.
She covers hers.
I blink.
She blinks back.
Ah.
It's only me.
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It's my first time creating a flash fiction! Hurray! "Charlie" is about my OC, Charlie. As mentioned from the bio, most fictions will probably be about my OCs. It'll benefit me as well so I can see what my OC thinks and does so I can mold them! Pretty nonsensical, I know. 😅 Anyway, feedbacks are appreciated!
