PlasterI haven't eaten today.
I didn't mean to, it just happened.
Oddly enough I'm not upset about it.
Maybe if I keep it up I could lose-
I can't think that way.
Alright, so I can't do that.
What can I do though?
I feel so...empty.
That's because I didn't eat.
But really it's not.
It's got nothing to do with eating.
It's got to do with that damned mirror.
It keeps staring at me.
Or is it me staring back at it?
I can never tell.
Maybe if I covered it somehow it would stop staring.
Sheets over it don't work.
I can feel it's glare puncture my skin.
Maybe if the image was marred with...
Don't say it.
It's hardly opaque.
In fact I can see right through it.
She looks much prettier now.
Everything looks prettier when it's rose tinted, isn't that what they say?
And this red is as close to a rose as anything else.
Please stop it.
But if I just-
But I hate the mirror girl so much.
I feel awful lately.
I could change that.
But I've tried