Me:*gets out of bed*
Me:*stands up and looks in the mirror*
Me:*screams*WHAT IS THAT THING?
Me:*looks at the mirror again* Oh, wait its just me…:0
Am I the only person that sometimes wishes that life was a dream? Cause I wish that every time I looked in the mirror that it wasn’t my reflection I was seeing, but what I thought I was. Like, I think I am fat (yes I do, I am NOT fishing for compliments), but in that reality I was just anorexic and telling myself I was fat.