♱ | 𝐻𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓀 | BSD OC

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'I am Free that's why I am lost'

Franz Kafka

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♥︎Affection-Crystal Castles

Who is this creature in the mirror?

Why don't I recognize her?

Why?

Her cold hand grabbed the blade, eyes widened, staring at the mirror. Heavy breathing, heavy body. She sat down on the ground when knees gave out. She dug her fingers hard into human face, hiding from the world, from the mirror, from herself. The face was terrifying, changing, not hers. Sometimes it had a bigger eye, sometimes a smaller one. Mouths sometimes filled with a smile, sometimes with a bitter grimace.
What was happening?

We get what we deserve.

In her case, it's true.

Blood ran down her cheek as she lost the battle with herself. This loss will leave a scar that will be remembered. However, each moment of victory left no trace. Disappearing into memory.

'Why don't I feel pain...'

A man with purple eyes entered the room. She quickly grabbed the mask, cringed as much as she could. She clenched her hands, freezing in place like a statue. The whole body was tense, like a string.

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The man was calmly washing the wound on her cheek, while she had trouble calming her breathing. She felt like weak body was going to faint, probably die from these thoughts. Mind was trapped. In a cage. Closed, with own key.

Why was he helping her?
Why didn't he punish her for her weaknesses? He needs a strong pawn.

DON'T TRUST HIM

shut up I know

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HE WILL KILL YOU

Do I care?

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HE WILL USE YOU

I fucking know

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JUST LET ME DIE

Can you shut up finally?

You know it's their fault.

Why you care so much?

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Just give up, don't fight.

The thoughts were a mindless scream.
She got what she deserved, her freedom.

Why he's so nice?