When I look in the mirror, I no longer recognize the reflection staring back at me. This woman is older than I am. The shape of her mouth does not show me joy but criticism. She has hard creases on her forehead and between her eyes. Her once enviable cheekbones have been buried beneath the weight of depression. This woman’s ocean-blue eyes have darkened with time. She traded her porcelain skin for...

There is nothing more comforting than to truly be known and loved.

Sitting here, watching embers dance into the night with my closest friends, I realize how grateful I am for each one of them. These are the people who have seen every angle of me- have shined their light on my every facet, fractalizing themselves throughout my life.

The one on my left- kind, gentle, and true. She loves with a p...

I see my reflection in the things that I hate, i see that reflection making me hate every part of myself. I wish i had a different reflection, a reflection of the things that i know i love deep in my heart… i force my reflection to show things that don’t define me, just to fit in. I can change that reflection of myself every time i am with a different person, i can change that reflection as much a...

Leah and Violet had spent hours getting ready for prom. Every detail had to be perfect. Everything had to assure that all eyes will be on them because they would be making history.

“Hey, babe!” Leah yelled from the bathroom. “Where are your bobby pins?”

“No clue! My mom puts them in a new location every time she uses them. Just look around and see what you can find!”

With compliance, Leah opene...

she wipes the blood off of the blade with the back of her hand, cleaning off her hand with her torn-up dress. she sees her messy hair falling in her face, her eyes outlined by sleek tattoos that one can only notice if they are looking for something there. otherwise, they blend in with her think eyeliner and long lashes, accentuated by her perfectly venomous crimson red lips. she can see herself i...

Before when I finally got home, I’d walk into the bathroom and look at my reflection. I’d notice my perfected fake smile and forced sparkling eyes that show ‘humor’. I’d take a deep breath let go of the forced picture of happiness and perfection. I’d let the tears fall. I would finally let out all of my emotions from that day out and I’d see the broken girl in the mirror.

Now when I go home and ...

I stare.

Is this what people see?

Some girl; unbroken…

Untouched, clean.

Without a scratch.

A reflection can change how you think.

A reflection can change how they think.

Is this what I am? Do they see this?

Hand falls back- flies into the mirror.

Shatter a reflection, make it bleed.

Hate the way I’m seen…

I’m not what I seem, no.

I stare at the shattered shards.

My broken reflection is mirro...

As I stare at my own reflection in the mirror,

The image starts to become clearer.

I am no beauty; I am more of a beast.

The image of myself disgusts me,

I know people are lying when they say that they disagree.

My reflection is full of flaws,

I don't know why I think like this,

I wish I knew the cause.

I feel like I was only made to be a mistake,

I long to have the beauty of a river or lake.

B...

When Princess Theodora met Prince Felix the Fifth, she initially dismissed him as an uncourteous fool with a stubbornly handsome face. But as she got to know him better during their short engagement—she realized he was not only an uncouth lying bastard, but he was prone to falling for traps as well. That’s how they ended up here, with her kneeling over him after kissing an enchanted hag.

“Wake up...

You might think that the people who are constantly taking photos of themselves,

Are the ones obsessed with their appearances.

And I don’t know,

They might be

I’m not here to guess.

I’m just thinking that it’s awfully brave and all

To save the photos to your camera roll,

Where anyone could see them.

I don’t understand what people say,

What people see.

They say I have a unique face.

And I don’t thi...